MASTER P lyrics

by

GetRichZay


[Intro]
Yup
(And I got the Yayo)
Yup, yup, uh

[Chorus]
You can't smoke my opps with me (Uh-uh), no, you can't match with me (Uh-uh)
Ayy, ballin' whenever I'm in the booth, so these hoes be callin' me Master P (Switch)
Ayy, I put a switch in the back of my Glock (Pfft), you know that's my lil' masterpiece (Know that's my lil', uh, yup)

[Verse 1]
Foreign drip, douple Gs
n*gga, these sh*ts came from overseas
Ayy, make your lil' b*tch hold this Glock (Uh), tell her put this b*tch in her double C (Uh)
Chanel bag (Yup), double C (Damn)
Me and your ho goin' on shoppin' spree (Uh)
n*gga opp get green like broccoli (Let's go)
n*gga, stop that cap, that's not your cheese (Racks)
f*cked that ho one time, I forgot her name (Uh), I just saved her number as "Double tree"
It's a Hellcat Charger (Yup), we doin' the dash (Skrrt), n*gga (Skrrt), we ain't ride no Bumblebees
What you see? These racks take off her jeans (Racks)
Put them racks on his head, they gon' do his homies (Racks)
Brand new chop, man, this b*tch so clean (Pfft)
Ayy, all-black fit, I ain't tryna get seen (Let's go)
Ayy, texted my opps like (Like), "Where you at?" (Where you at?), f*ck n*gga left my ass on seen (Come on)
Ayy, b*tch sent a text like, "Where you at?" (Who this?), had to leave that b*tch on seen (Uh-uh)
Broke her heart, now the b*tch all mean (Alright)
Ayy, still on the block like Yao Ming (The f*ck?)
Ayy, speakin' on gang, what the f*ck y'all mean?
Pull up with some sh*t that these n*ggas ain't seen
Ayy, f*ck n*gga think he hard, he green
Ayy, servin' some narcotics, thought it was lean
Ayy, had to shoot him, made the f*ck n*gga scream (f*ck n*gga scream)
Ayy, mask on my face like a motherf*ckin' scream (Let's go)
Ayy, cap-ass rapper (Aight), get the f*ck out the scream (Come on)
Faceshot Gang, get the f*ck off the scene (f*ck off the scene, aight, come on)
Red Light Gang, we don't wait 'til it's green (Yup, yup, yup)
[Chorus]
You can't hit my blunt, no, you can't match with me (Uh-uh)
Ayy, ballin' whenever I'm in the booth, so these hoes be callin' me Master P (Ayy, switch)
Ayy, I put a switch in the back of my Glock (Pfft), you know that's my lil' masterpiece (Pfft)

[Verse 2]
Ayy, know your b*tch be givin' me top, I don't even know why you askin' me (Uh)
Yup, I'm still fightin' a case, the police after me (Yeah)
Ayy, project baby, I tied both of my shoes (Ayy), they ass ain't catchin' me (I swear)
Ayy, high as f*ck, leavin' tour with my hoes, that's how I had to be (Yeah)
Ayy, I'm the one that got n*ggas hittin' my phone like, "Why we had the beef?" (Why? Why we had the beef?)

[Outro]
(And I got the Yayo)
Gang (Gang)
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