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master p - dope pussy money lyrics

[big ed]
yo p man i can’t find these f-ckin’ cards and sh-t man
i’m a find ’em, hold up hold up hold up
[master p]
d-mn see man what’s wrong with you
you been smokin’ dank or somethin’
[big ed]
man i don’t know man i was trippin’ and sh-t
[master p]
come on man let’s do this sh-t right
man get it done man
[big ed]
sh-t let me see, let me try this
yeah there they go
alright p man kick that sh-t for me g
[master p]
jump in the cougar to the dank spot
beeper rangin’ cause a n-gg- sellin’ fat rocks
now the worst started shiftin’
i’m like the godd-mn pizza man you know i’m f-ckin’ de-liverin’
pick up and drop off, 20’s and 50’s
anything to get these godd-mn things off
now i’m cold chillin’ on the dope spot
put the dope in my nuts, here come the f-ckin’ cops
now i’m like runnin’, the cops said freeze
not me i’m tryin’ to check my f-ckin’ money
to see if it’s marked, d-mn
5 minutes later i’m in a police car
but i just laugh like it’s funny
cause i’ll be out tomorrow
dope, p-ssy, & money
[chorus]x8
indo
piece of p-ssy
i can feel y’all
[master p]
my hand on my d-ck like a bounty
just did 3 f-ckin’ days in the county
p-ssed off, mad as f-ck
picked up my mobile phone to try to get a f-ckin’ nut
she said i’ll be over in a minute
i said hurry up b-tch i gotta go up in it
she knocked on my door lookin’ h-lla sweet
a long trench coat and some godd-mn drawers g
she grabbed my d-ck and started suckin’
i flipped the b-tch on her back, my nuts c-mmin’
now i’m cold smilin’ like a big wheel
thinkin’ ’bout the n-gg-s that are still back in jail
now that i’m out i think it’s funny
cause it’s all about the dope, p-ssy, & money
[chorus]x8
n-gg-s stuck and i’m thinkin’ about gamblin’
serve a n-gg- somethin’ quick, let’s handle this
we dove 4 deep in a benz
2 columbians, we met him and his friends
now i’m gettin’ ??? at n-gg-s back
i’m thinkin’ about the time they tried to jack
one n-gg- got out the car howlin’
i got 4 ki’s, i said n-gg- where’s the ???
i ran to the car with my oozi
grabbed the dope and the money, started shootin’
hit the gas, mashed and made it home
tripped when i cut the godd-mn tv on
2 columbians dead in a dope deal
no evidence but the motherf-ckers got they cap peeled
somebody gotta die, you think it’s funny
that’s how it is when your livin’ for the dope, p-ssy, & money
[chorus]x8

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