[Master P] What's up niggas and bitches (ugh) We ain't no motherfucking rookies at making cowards (we ain't no rookies at Making fame) Fetti nigga (fetti) that's why I'm gon' call this fedex (fedex) It's all about moola (moola) that money (money) scrilla (scrilla) All mighty motherfucking dollar (all mighty dollar) Hundreds (hundreds) thousands (thousands) millions (millions) and trillions (trillions) We got this shit sewed up nigga (sewed up) From the south (from the south) to the midwest (to the midwest) To the west (to the west coast) to the east coast (to the east coast) Y'all know how to get yo scrilla (y'all know how to get yo scrilla)
Hoes in the club showing love ask Tela I got hoes on the beeper just like mosquitoes Niggas want to fuck with the P I'm making scrilla (scrilla) Labeled and tagged me yo neighborhood dealer. Got this game gripped got the hoes wanting sacks Got niggas in the hood waiting on me for crack Fifteen five for a key now I'm rolling Gold thangs hit the block nigga but it ain't stolen And I came to get my keys for the sound and the edibowa Nigga I ain't Scarface but got the money and the power Coming down hard (hard) living in the south (south) Got killers watching my back with that gold in they mouth Bitches getting broked on (broked on) for motherfucking P Agent c station Should I say player hating (player hating) Niggas take vacation one way ticket is to hell niggas feel me It's all about the 20's and the 50's niggas feel me Trying to get my paper (paper) it's all about my scrilla (scrilla) Big Mo got that mack 11-9 for y'all killers Rolling through the south (south) trying to check them honeys (honeys) Got them beans trying to flip them dope fiends hundreds I ain't even stopping if a cop is on my tail (what) Big Boz got that AK nigga and that's real Rolling in that Rover (Rover) Smoking on that dolja (dolja) A No Limit soldier y'all haters y'all can't hold us Niggas got green (green) fuck cashing checks Hooked up with three niggas they call them Prime Suspects Now a nigga got the shit gangstafied like Kane & Abel Niggas got more clientele than niggas got cable But niggas tru to the gizame Niggas slanging them bizangs My best partner Andrew Jackson, Ben Franklin understand
Chorus Trying to get greens, cornbread, and cabbage x4
[Prime Suspects] Papa was a junky brain fried on that coke Snorting heroin in the middle of a seventy show But you wonder why my lifestyle it be kind of rough It's them little green guys a nigga can't get enough
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