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master p - there they go lyrics

(feat. drumma boy)

[chorus: master p – repeat 2x]
where them thugs at – there they go
where them thug girls at – there they go
where them ballers at – there they go
if you came to get buck then throw yo’ hood up

[drumma boy]
i pull up at the club, drinkin and i’m gettin loose
i’m v.i.p. i ain’t thinkin how i’m gettin through
i’m chillin with p and i’m actin the fool
when your girl see the tank then i’m sn-tchin your boo
i’m in the ‘llac, halleluyah in the coupe
my dawgs in the back with the gats and the food
yeah – it’s young drumma, straight from the slums of
where n-gg-z shine to stay on the come up
n-gg-z jealous from the ice on my neck
don’t be alarmed n-gg- cause i’m nice with the tec
shorty lookin right in her dress
when i took her home, skipped talk, right into s-x
yep! i’m the truth, you the other man
you think you’re hot but i’ll prove you’re like an oven fan
i got them broads sayin dude so wicked
straight from the south man, new no limit, yeah

[chorus]

[master p]
you can find us on the block with that rock boy
i’m a new no limit soldier, not a hot boy
put my name on the ward, i’m a legend like hook
posted up on the block with the killers and crooks
ghetto bill could never be no stunna n-gg-
what i got, cars for the winter and summer n-gg-
you don’t know me keep my name out your motherf-ckin mouth
‘fore i send some f-ckin killers to yo’ house
and the game get real, so n-gg-z pack steel
when some sh-t pop off you better get it how you live
from the city, where we don’t give a f-ck about snitches
we in the club v.i.p. finger f-ckin some b-tches
so where them ballers at, shot callers at
i’m like warren g shorty, gimme alla dat
before i leave baby girl, you could slip me the digits
and later on you could play with the lizard, you heard me?

[chorus]

- master p lyrics

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