Master P

Lyrics
[Intro] Feel like Master P, who want smoke with me Feel like Master P, who want smoke with me Who want smoke with me? Who want smoke with me? [Verse 1] Pull up in the tank feel like Master P That bitch she too messy fuckin' up the sheets I can't fuck with niggas all these niggas creeps Bangin through the streets, golds on my teeth Bitches they gon' ride for me cause boy I got that shit Niggas they gon' ride for me got thirty with that dick They be talking tough but they really ain't on shit Boy you only mad cause I ran off with yo bitch [Chorus] Feel like Master P, who want smoke with me? Blow it out the P Feel like Master P, who want smoke with me? Blow it out the P, Feel like Master P Who want smoke with me? Feel like Master P Blow it out the P Who want smoke with me? Who want smoke with me? [Verse 2] Phone ringing three A.M., like who is this Goofy bitch she calling spazzing out and shit Warhol why you acting different on some other shit Bitch I blowed up, go hop on another dick Riding round I'm overseas Blowing southeast, out the P Fuck that boy he not with me Kodak bopping blowing on that broccoli [Outro] Ain't no stopping me Flexing overseas Ain't no stopping me Feel like Master P, Blow it out the P Who want smoke with me, who want smoke with me?
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Credits
- Writers
- UglyFriend
- Warhol.SS