Master P

[fox69]

"I Don't Give Ah What"

"I Don't Give Ah What"


[Intro- Master P]
Oh yeah, I done delivered the mail, all platinum
Ghetto Postage wody
And I can't do nothing for the 2 G'z but make every ghetto bounce
Turn it up, what what what
Bounce!!!

[Chorus]
Wooday, I don't give a fuck no mo'
Wooday, ima bout to slang this dope
Woody, from the north to the south we go
Woody, from the east to da west we roll

[Verse 1]
Now when I do this thang ima do it wild
And I ain't Rakim but I can move da crowd
And when I'm having sex, I make stomachs growl
Now how long can I go, about a couple of miles
Screaming all night long, saying bomb bomb bomb
Saying go big daddy, wont you take me home
Now if this ain't love, lets go to the motel
And if you feeling kinda freaky lets do it on the way there
I like to bark with women, like I'm Bow Wow
And I keep my nine cocked, goes pow pow
Ima souljah, I thought I told ya
You find me sippin' on the 40's or blowing on the dolja
Find me at a party with a pool of bitches
I'm the ghetto Bill Gates, went from rags to riches
Call me ???????? , still throw them thangs
nigga I'm flexing in a Rolls, but still flossin' my chain
It's Nolimit til' the day that I die
Screaming C-P-3 thats the way I ride
All my uptown warriors, where y'all at
Cause we never leave the house with out our gat
ya heard me!!!

[Chorus1- x2]

[Chorus2]
Uh no stoppin' no stoppin'
i'm from the south where them girls be boppin'
Take off your braw hoe show them tits,
And wobble that thang like the Baddest bitch

[Verse 2]
See I'm a killer, and I don't give a fuck no mo'
It's 2 G'z, I had to fuckin' change my flow
Money, I already got the doe
nigga platinum, three million went out the door
nigga ball, I balled in the NBA
nigga hustle, I hustled from the south to the Bay
That nigga C-E-O, y'all fill in the blank
Who I'm with, I'm with the motherfuckin' tank

[Chorus1- x2]

[Chorus2]

 

[fox69]

"I Got The Dank"

"I Got The Dank"


[Silkk (talking):]
Let's go to commerical break for are you chronic smokers
Now hit it for 10 and hold it for 20
([coughs] I can't do that fool)

[Verse 1:]
I'm out of dank, my 40's halfway gone
I called my boy King up on the mobile phone
Get a bag, get a bag, of that ziggety zag
careful don't twerk, cause them niggas smoke that giggety grass
And 5 0 run up on a nigga G
they ain't catching niggas like the fucking piggety P
See I be ballin' ballin' ballin' through the Richtown
she got the gat some motherfuckers better lay down
Laying candy on the stripes with the giggety fold
I'm riding Dayton's sideways 'till they giggety old
to get a ounce of that motherfucking giggety stank
cause if it don't stank, then it ain't real dank
I got the juice, you got the juice, well pass the gin nigga
get the gauge for the jackers, show'em chrome triggers
Motherfuckers in the game straight clocking cheese
like RBL say niggas don't smoke no damn more weed

[Chorus:]
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga

[Verse 2:]
Pass me the bud, I'm on the green leaves
I wanna feel like I'm swimming the fucking seven seas
Chronic sack and I'm fucked with the indo
you ain't down with the mob, you out the window
It's a drought so we ain't sharing our fucking chronic sack
put it in my brown pipe, smoke it up like crack
A head rush, better duck, once again it's on
Master P danked out, Mr. Al Capone
with the indonesia
going up the strips with the bitches and the skeezars
Gettin' you perked up off the diggety dope
ain't giving a fuck about the jackers and the 5 0
and most niggas get yiggety yanked
I get 3 for 2, when I buy my diggety dank
grab the gat, I need a 40, bought to get toast
sideways (sideways) to the liquor store

[Chorus:]
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga

 

[fox69]

"I Got the Hook Up!"
(feat. Sons of Funk)

"I Got the Hook Up!"
(feat. Sons of Funk)



I got the hook up holla if you hear me (Ughhhhhh) [8X]

[Master P]

I live my life as a thug but girl you know I need ya
each and ever women that I meet damn they don't wanna be ya
it ain't no limit to what we could do
holla if ya hear me girl you know I'm comin' through
I'm out here on the grind livin' my life fast
and if you really love me lay some blankets on the grass
I know the way I live make you wanna cry
but you know I gotta hustle that's the way I survive
it ain't no changin' me but me and you could make it
let's fix a plate of ghetto love with grits eggs and bacon
let me wipe away your ghetto tears misery and pain
all you need is a passport I got the hookup and a private plane

[Chorus]
Don't wanna go on livin' without you
I got the hook up holla if you hear me (Ughhhhhh)
and if we say bye bye bye then take my heart with you
I got the hook up holla if you hear me (Ughhhhhh)
Can we go on livin' without you
I got the hook up holla if you hear me (Ughhhhhh)
and if we say bye bye bye then take my heart with you

[Sons of Funk]

For a while tears are all that we shared our love was fading so fast
was right now is wrong gaining fast baby
in the night I sat alone wanting you crying out for you
wondering who's loving you baby
something happened along the way the love that we shared has gone away
we tried and tried for a better day for that day girl I pray

Don't wanna go on livin' without you
I got the hook up holla if you hear me (Ughhhhhh)
and if we say bye bye bye then take my heart with you
I got the hook up holla if you hear me (Ughhhhhh)
Can we go on livin' without you
I got the hook up holla if you hear me (Ughhhhhh)
and if we say bye bye bye then take my heart with you
holla if you hear me (Ughhhhhh) [3X]
I love you Ohhhhhhh holla if you hear me
Don't wanna go on livin' without you
I got the hook up holla if you hear me (Ughhhhhh)
and if we say bye bye bye then take my heart with you
I got the hook up holla if you hear me (Ughhhhhh)
Can we go on livin' without you
I got the hook up holla if you hear me (Ughhhhhh)
and if we say bye bye bye bye

[Master P and Sons of Funk]

Don't wanna be lonely I Don't wanna be lonely (holla if you hear me)
ya heard me i ain't tryin' to be lonely (Don't wanna be lonely)
cuz you know what everybody needs somebody (with or without you)
and i'm a thug for you girl the thug in me
go put your soldier outfit on let's go to war tonight ya heard me
Don't wanna be lonely I Don't wanna be lonely Sons of Funk ya hear me

Don't wanna go on livin' without you
I got the hook up holla if you hear me (Ughhhhhh)
and if we say bye bye bye then take my heart with you
I got the hook up holla if you hear me (Ughhhhhh)
Can we go on livin' without you
I got the hook up holla if you hear me (Ughhhhhh)
and if we say bye bye bye then take my heart with you
Don't wanna go on livin' without you
Holla if you heard me Ughhhh Master P Sons of Funk Sons of Funk
and if we say bye bye bye then take my heart with you
I got the hook up holla if you hear me (Ughhhhhh)
Can we go on livin' without you
I got the hook up holla if you hear me (Ughhhhhh)
and if we say bye bye bye then take my heart with you

[Said during Chorus]
Holla if you heard me Ughhhh Master P Sons of Funk Sons of Funk
ya'll know how we do it no limit stlye baby told ya'll it was no limit
was up with you shorty you're too cute to have them hittin' on you
you heard me you need me here goes my cellular phone number
just call me if you need the hook up girl we gone handle that

 

[fox69]

"I Love This Game"
(feat. Romeo)

"I Love This Game"
(feat. Romeo)



[Intro: P]
(Ballaz) Imma make these rookies cary my bag
Cuz Im a vet, uh uh
I gotta put some Nikes on my knees
I cant practice but I’ll be right back for the game
No coast, I get you twenty

[Hook x2: Master P (same time)]
Ball in the morning ball in evening (take it to tha, take it to tha)
My pockets stay fat cuz my game so breezy (take it to tha, I love this game)
Ball in the morning ball in evening (take it to tha, take it to tha)
My pockets stay fat cuz my game so breezy (take it to tha, I love this game)
Ball in the morning ball in evening (take it to tha, take it to tha)
My pockets stay fat cuz my game so breezy (take it to tha, I love this game)
Ball in the morning ball in evening (take it to tha, take it to tha)
My pockets stay fat cuz my game so breezy (take it to tha, I love this game)

[Verse: P]
Im back to tha block man I cant stop man
Like Jigga Im back pass tha rock man (Im ballin)
Bout to go for triple devil
When Im in the game take it to another level (Im ballin)
Like, A.I., man Im the answer
Wet call my feet like a barom dancer (Im ballin)
Blow pass ya man, on tasks ya man
P. Miller shoes Bentley coupes Im in the fast lane (Im ballin)
And I only ball wit tha best of the best
From Flash to Garnett Im bringin Im all that (Im ballin)
Im a vet like Sam I am
Even Kenney and Barkley know who I am (Im ballin)
[?] senator I eats my wheelies
Retired like Jordan came back the game need me (Im ballin)
Im gutta Im gangsta Im real Im trill
Me and Derrick Errison just flipped the meal (Im ballin)

[Hook: Master P (same time)]

[Verse: Romeo]
Im the youngest in the squad but I make it open money
Better lace up ya shoes cuz Im droppin funny
Katrina took my advantage but the weans wont stop
Rain on my parade but Im still on the top
I wont loose Im the meanin of le-a
I spit rap-mathics better go get a teacher
U post on the block while Im all on range
Im the Lottery Pick, kinda LeBron James (Im ballin)
My team smart never asked for a trade
Cuz I brought the squad back like Carmelo and Wade
Paper like Shaq I cant deal wit dem hataz
I scored in the game like that boy from the Lakers (Im ballin)
Im ballin so I move to Jamaica
Im sittin on wheels only Mayhem and Asia
Young age also like Paul
No offend plus they givin me the ball (Im ballin)

[Hook: Master P]

[Outro: Master P]
Guttar Music
Chip
It aint no flood
Me and my son still in the NBA
Our work is pain
Pain is money
My stash right
Im leavin the league and scorned
Im gettin like 40 on a 2 year deal
My defense straight
Im gettin tented endorsement
I mean
You do the math
I love this game
Thats why we ballin
We here (we here we here)

 

[fox69]

"I Miss My Homies"
(feat. Pimp C, Silkk The Shocker, Sons of Funk, Mo B Dick, O'Dell)

"I Miss My Homies"
(feat. Pimp C, Silkk The Shocker, Sons of Funk, Mo B Dick, O'Dell)



I want ya'll to play this at funerals in the hood.
Til all this black on black crime stop.
Some say the blind lead the blind.
But in the ghetto you never know,
When it's gon be yo time.

[Sons of Funk, Mo B. Dick, O'dell]
Sittin at the ghetto thinkin bout
All my homies passed away (uuunnnggghhh!)
Candy painted cadillacs and triple gold
That's how me and my boys rolled
How could it be?
Somebody took my boy from me
My best friend's gone
And I'm so all alone
I really miss my homies
Even though they gone away
I know you in a better place
And I hope to see ya soon someday

[Master P]
I used to hang with my boy even slang with my boy
Used to bang with my boy, goddam I miss my boy
We started out youngstas in the park throwin birds
In your hearse, damn it's sad to see my nigga in the dirt
The game got me workin, got me perkin, never jerkin
Still blowin dolja fo ya cause I know you up there workin
Ya little baby's cool and ya baby's mama straight
But today's a sad day to see the t-shirt with ya face
From the cradle to the grave, from the streets we used to fall
In the park you liked to ball, put yo name upon the wall
In the projects you's a legend on the street you was a star
But it's sad to see my homeboy ridin in that black car
A lotta soldiers done died, a lotta mothers done cried
You done took yo piece of the pie but you was too young to retire
Why soldiers ride for yo name leave it vain
Some Gs never change, damn they killed you for some change
Smile for my homie Kevin Miller my boy Randall
The ghetto persons that lost they loved ones to these ghetto scandals

Take a minute to smile for the dead (uuunnnggghhh!)
Smile for the dead (RIP 2Pac, Makaveli)
All my homies who done made it to the crossroads
(Biggie Smalls)

[Sons, Mo B. O'dell]
How could it be?
Somebody took my boy from me
(It's like I can't believe you gone)
My best friend's gone
(Sometimes I feel like I can't go on)
And I'm so all alone
(Everytime I see something you done left
I really miss my homies
(It just remind me, more and more of you, dawg)
Even though they gone away
(I just keep reminiscin)
I know you in a better place
(Cause I know you alright)
And I hope to see ya soon someday
(And I keep smilin, knowin I'm a see you in the crossroads)

[Pimp C]
We used to grip on the grain and flip them candy toys
But I'd give up all that bullshit if I could get back my boy
Off in the club smokin weed til 3, hollerin at the hoes
Spendin $4000 on me on gators and clothes
When I turned to rap, he had to chase the game
Nigga told me, "C, leave that dope, cause rappin is yo thang"
I ain't gone even lie, some nights I ride and cry
Wonderin why the real niggas always the ones to die
So I just smoke my weed and try to clear my mind
I wish that I had the power to turn back the hands of time
I wonder if there's a heaven up there for real Gs
For all the niggas in the game that be sellin keys
I keep my memories, try to keep my head stromg
But baby it's hard to be strong, when yo main homie gone

[Sons, Mo B. O'dell]
Even though you gone away
(Even though you gone, you ain't never gon be forgotten)
I know you in a better place
(Cause as long as I'm here
You gon live through me and other TRU playas)
I really miss my homies
Even though they gone away
I know you in a better place
And I hope to see ya soon someday

[Silkk]
I'm just sittin here dazed thinkin bout all the times we had
Thinkin the past, some was good and some was bad
Remember Dante?
It was a group of us, just a group of five
Now three dead, one in jail, it seem right now I'm the only one alive
To all my soldiers before me, may ya'll rest in peace
When He took three, took my soul, just the bodies
He at the crossroads guide us out to the rest of me
Wishin I could rewind time like demos
Me and you gettin girls, writin down numbers like memos
Makin million dollar bets, makin all our money stretch like limos
Even though I smile, it's sad, but they say gangstas can't cry
But if I close my eyes and visualize me together
Then I suddenly wanna smile
To see you laid down when it's yo time, when your time was up
You never seen your child, but he's here to remind us
Even though you was wrong, I never could belive that that was true
You was with me forever, you could check my rest in peace tattoos
See me and C and P forever gon be ridin and thuggin
Rest in peace to all the ones that didn't make it
And rest in peace to my brother
We gon miss you

(I love these fools)
I know you in a better place
(Every time I get on my knees)
And I hope to see ya soon someday
(I pray for you, I'm glad you in a better place
I hope I see ya soon, ain't no more killin
Ain't no more fights, and ain't no more tears)

 

[fox69]

"I Need Dubs"
(feat. Lil' Romeo)

"I Need Dubs"
(feat. Lil' Romeo)



[Master P]
When I'm alone in my car, I'm thinkin about Ms. Lorenzo
My girl Enkei, Sprewell
Giovanna, Daytons, Momos, Diablos
And my girl Asanti

[Chorus: Master P]
I need dubs, when I ride to the club
Cruisin with my girls even rollin with thugs
I need dubs, 22's, 24's
Shinin in the hood I'm the king of the car shows
Dubs, when I ride to the club
Cruisin with my girls even rollin with thugs
I need dubs, 22's, 24's
Shinin in the hood I'm the king of the car shows

[Master P]
I see it I buy it, you need it I got it
I could transform a car 'til a Halle Berry by demand
Regular wheels, I bend 'em don't stand up
I'm the first one to put Sprewells on a Phantom
Girls see me and scream, I'm reppin Orleans
I got cars baby Flex ain't never seen
Xzibit in the game but he can't "Pimp My Ride"
I got everythang flipped from the in to the outside
Them Lambord golds 50 talkin about
I had 'em on the Cutlass back before I bought me a house
I put ice on my grill just to hurt them haters
27 dipped in chrome for the Escalades
Put candy on the body so it glow in the dark
Put light on my rims for at night when they walk
Can't roll like no scrub, man on no hubs
Ghetto Bill up in here, y'all know whassup

[Chorus]

[Master P]
From the streets to the pen, you know these soldiers gon' win
When they see me on TV say he did it again
From his shoes to his clothes, he's ballin outta control
From the Bentley to the Beemer to the Hummer with six golds
But wodie don't stunt, make them six-fo's jump
Like Reebok pumps, P. Miller amp's in the trunk
Louis Vuitton Ferrari 360 is so clean
Asanti rims, that really bling bling
And girls trip when they get in the ride
I got the CL5 steering wheel on the other side
And I'm gangsta man, what you thankin man?
Shorty wanna roll cause I'm on them twankies man

[Chorus]

[Lil' Romeo]
Now I know I'm kinda young but I keep my dubs clean
Nicknamed my rims Demi cause they older than me
At the age of 15 man, doin big thangs man
Don't hate dawg, cause you ain't me man
Some say I'm ballin cause my chrome stay crawlin
Took the Phantom for a ride, now they say I'm nightcrawlin
Never get hongry cause I keep them deep dishes
The peoples just ahhh, then they take pictures
My Hummer sit clean on them Shaq's minus eight
White gold and purple just like them old days
Now it's kinda crazy cause Mercedes get me jealous
Range want Asanti's, but they can't have it
All for Lexus, my baby, my boo
If I ever need help I just scream HOOTIE HOO
My P. Miller speakers match my P. Miller sneakers
The ones on my feet and the ones on my Beemer

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"I'm A Gangsta"
(feat. Dino, Halleluyah, Pop, Ruga)

"I'm A Gangsta"
(feat. Dino, Halleluyah, Pop, Ruga)



[Chorus]
Why you lean when you walk, look mean when you talk
Keep that green in the vault -- we some gangsters nigga
White tees on the block, 23's on the drop
And you keep them thangs cocked -- cause we some gangsters nigga

[Master P]
My lifestyle gangster, I'm from the gutter, the bottom nigga
I learned the game but it wasn't from Godfather

[Pop]
Pop'll slide up beside ya nigga, take ya block nice
My neighborhood like I'm Mr. Rogers, nigga

[Master P]
Nigga here to "Lean Back," but you know I'm not Joey nigga
I give you work, better pay me what you owe me nigga

[Pop]
Befo' a nigga expose the trigger
And have you mobbin it like you gone off of 'dro and liquor

[Master P]
I'm a bonafide hustler, certified gangster
Wile E. Coyote keep one up in the chamber

[Pop]
To bang your frame up, hot thang rearranger
My pistol pointin at niggaz like Mystikal, "DANGER!"
And momma told me not to talk to strangers
So I let the heat speak out and bark to strangers
I got that Doublemint heat, how I pack two thangs
And red hot, now let the Black Sopranos spend knot

[Chorus]

[Verse Two]
It ain't hard to tell, you know I get cake
The sound system in my six-fo' sound like I kidnapped a earthquake
The Jakes want me off the road
Cause I got enough bricks to land me in jail without parole
Don't fold under pressure, I don't even do my own dirt
I got connects with the mob out in Russia
I'll rush ya, blast the 8, fuck bein grimy
I'm too cute to get a scar on my face
I spend cake like a fashionable dude
Catch me, G'd up, in a P. Miller khaki suit
It's No Limit how I'm movin these pies
The Chuck Taylor patent leather, with a pic of Eazy-E on the side
I'ma ride, fuck tuckin my jewels and the chain
Got a cross, that's brighter than a Harvard student
I'm improvin, gettin better
Took off the chinchilla I'm in mink like a smooth guerilla

[Chorus]

[Verse Three]
Okay, the definition of a GANGSTER, mouth closed
Guns out, clip loaded, aim lock shots bang ya
Never serve shit to a stranger
Undercovers comin in for arrangers, watch for the danger
Watch for them haters they filled with anger
They try to steal your shine if they can't steal your paper
Niggaz mad cause the kid doin it major
I'm gunnin for the top, gun cocked with the laser

[Ruga]
They call me young Rug', yeah that's my name
I do work for P. Miller, No Limit the game
You C-Murder on the block, it's the Soldiers mayne
Black Sopranos leave you slumped in the car of your dreams
And my location, I'm in the Cali breeze
Smokin on that good, no stems no seeds
I lay low with the baddest brawl
I got a record deal but the hood still breakin me off

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"I'm Alright"

"I'm Alright"



[Intro]
I'm too strong to lose, I mean
My hustlin skills keep me in the game
I've got too much paper to fall off
Man you can take all kind of shots at me I'll bounce back

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
You only get one life my nigga
And they steady throwin stones but I'm alright my nigga
The same way they did Christ my nigga
But I ain't mad at 'em, they hurtin and I'm alright my nigga

[Master P]
See "I'm a Hustla" homey and you a customer homey
I ain't Cassidy or Jigga but you can't touch me homey
I get my money from the block nigga the Ghetto Bill Gates
I got niggaz on my team from the South to the Bay
I didn't change when I made it I kept stackin my bacon
I'm on the block hustlin hard like I'm black and Jamaican
First they love you then hate you, man these bitches'll break you
From the streets to the pen, man these niggaz'll fade you
Man yo' mother could take you, man yo' brother could hate you
I got cousins tryin to kill each other, catchin the vapors
Disown ya mayne, run up on ya mayne
Pops said what don't kill you make you stronger mayne

[Chorus]

[Master P]
Niggaz rattin for cream, rappers switchin up teams
I'm like Michael Jordan nigga I'm tryin to follow my dream
Real niggaz gon' feel me, see these streets'll kill me
But I'm out here thuggin tryin to feed these children
Turn my family against me, man these cops'll flip me
Play my records if I die, like radio miss me
Ghetto niggaz made history, then the media hit me
I guess I ain't controversy enough like Game and 50
I'm from the streets my nigga, pack that heat my nigga
I'm a boss but suit and ties that ain't me my nigga
I'm from the hood my nigga, what's good my nigga
Uptown, Callope, I'm a bull my nigga
I'm on the block gettin paper nigga you can't hate me nigga
My son worth seven figures you can't break me nigga
I'm on the grind gettin cheddar and cheese
And I started in the ghetto back in New Orleans
I'm a hustler homey

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"I'm Going Big Time"

"I'm Going Big Time"


[Interviewer]
Master P now that you have made it big time
what doy ou have to say to the people
who didn't think you could make it

[Master P]
Same shit I had to say last year
"Fuck Em!"

Im going big time, I got four girls in the safe
with 50 g's and four ki's I got a sure dope case
but ill smolder the task, fedz was all on my ass
but I got away clean, and kept the nine on the dash
everyday the games get deeper, the week don't survive
you wanna play you gotta hustle like a ninety five
now im rolling the car stolen, in the 92 Lexus
driving in California took a trip to Texas
come up, you see it aint about them games bro
its all about my mil cause I gotta get paid doe
with the dope fiends condiving, suckers wanna try me
got the wholesale and Im strapped when im riding
peepin' on the turf undercover police
they got me under servailence trying to check my car lease
constantly waitning for the P crimes to surface
one time on the creep but no time to get nervous
see my concerts are packed, people standing in line
Master P done crossed over, im going big time

[Chorus]
Im going big time
cause a brother like me, I gots to get mine [x3]

Damn task kicks down my door the got a warrant
50 pull me over but my ??
evertime they try to get me
im legit im never slipping, got a female like a trust but
the girl is always tripping
wondering where im going I gots to what I gotta
I gots to get paid girl ill see your ass tomorrow
hurry to the crocks bout to pick up my paper
call the girl up the was blowing up my pager
she wants me to come over and bend over like robbering
I walk into the gate but im tripping off the doberman
my pager is blowing up money calling gotta go
my boys are outta crack I gotta keylow in the record store
im back rolling and im living like a mack
a 92 benz bought moms a new Cadillac
I got a mansion full of brothers and maids
built in pools security guards with a twelve gage
my pops is rolling large and we hella deep
we used to knock fool's to the concrete
now we legit and they can't say shit
chill bought a Lexus candy painted and no gold kicks
marvin's rollin' round in a BM
gold teeth shining fool you should see him
Daniel got a rag top better gold flakes
police sweat him boy they gotta get away
C-Murder in a 10 it went a Jaguar
hella beat and he's cruising like a movie star
Sonya C and she's got a poise and she's clockin'
cellular phone and everybody be stopping
police pull up they wanna know whats happening
but I dont sell dope all the sudden Im just rapping
in other words you see me i bust sope rhymes
cause Master P done made it big time, big time

[Chorus]

Untouchables in the house you kno what im saying
tell em how we do em fool, we going big time
yeah C-Murder is definetely and effect
Chilly Powdah in the house
Sonya C is in the house
Marvis Banks is in the house
Rock D's in the house
my boy King George he in the house
Daniel Fry is in the house
and check this out this is definetly dedicated to my brother
you know what im saying, rest in peace Kevin Miller
that was a nigga that was big time

 

[fox69]

"Ice on My Wrist (Remix)"
(feat. Magic)

"Ice on My Wrist (Remix)"
(feat. Magic)



[Master P :]

2000 remix ya heard me?

[Chorus : (Master P)]

The ice on my wrist shine like a light
I can brighten up your day even at night
The ice on my wrist shine like a light
I can brighten up your day even at night

I'm just a young nigga hanging with the thug figures
rolling with the drug dealers now they wanna mug niggas
Ghetto fabulous I mean we ballin'
I represent the 3rd Ward, Calliope, New Orleanas
and if the projects come up for sale then I'ma buy it
They talking bout they bigger than No Limit don't try it
No Limit don't stunt, or front, we got bank
I put that on the tank, and about 72 manks
in the closet, you want it we got it
yall least say we bout it, No Limit soldiers raise your rolex high
my cousin Hot Boy just got out the pen
and check his wrist I mean he sitting on 1-10
Bling Bling with a 2000 big body
hit the club and the girls get rowdy rowdy
Young G's on spread, a Ferraie and vest
and rolls in the garage that I aint even drove yet

[Chorus:]

The ice on my wrist shine like a light
I can brighten up your day even at night
The ice on my wrist shine like a light
I can brighten up your day even at night

[Magic:]

I aint got as much as P
Buy my rolex cost me about 43 g's
Princess cut with a shine that will blind ya
you gone platinum but P I'm right behind ya
I love diamonds, like I love rhyming
I need sun shades just to see the timing
Aww shit I done caused a major accident
with a flick of my wrist man this wasn't meant
All this ice and I'm driving women crazy
you can keep the coochie but I'll take some scull baby
Last chance you better jump in this Mercedes
When me and P blowin' trees and drinking hennessey (Hoody Hoo)
You know the real, who made the Forbes list (We did)
I thought yall was rich, man you boys aint got grip
Hate us cause we ballin'
Everything that I drive is paid out (What)
My double 8 means my crib is laid out (What)
I'm walking around with a comb on
Shot they need to make a rolle alarm
now I use my rolle for a mirror
and what I see in the reflection is a thug figure

[Chorus :]

The ice on my wrist shine like a light
I can brighten up your day even at night
The ice on my wrist shine like a light
I can brighten up your day even at night
The ice on my wrist shine like a light
The ice on my wrist shine like a light
The ice on my wrist shine like a light
I can brighten up your day even at night

[Master P:]

Even at night ya heard me?
Where they at? Where they at?
Where they at? Where they at?
Where they at?
Where yall niggas at with the real motherfucking shit?
cause everything that glitter aint gold
and everything you hear aint real
yall know what I'm sayin?
For the real players and ballers out there
Only for the real