[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 b*tch she too messy f*ckin’ up the sheets
I can't f*ck with n*ggas all these n*ggas creeps
Bangin through the streets, golds on my teeth
b*tches they gon' ride for me cause boy I got that sh*t
n*ggas they gon' ride for me got dirty with that di*k
They be talking tough but they really ain’t on sh*t
Boy you only mad cause I ran off with yo b*tch
[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 b*tch she calling spazzing out and sh*t
Warhol why you acting different on some other sh*t
b*tch I blowed up, go hop on another di*k
Riding round I’m overseas
Blowing southeast, out the P
f*ck 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?