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master p - weed and money lyrics

-check this out
-you a playa if you got b-tches and blunts in your house, right?
(right right)
-but you a motherf-ckin’ tru g,
if you get the m-ffins and she pay for the trees
-understand what i’m sayin’, n-gg- you feel me?
-ya’ll captain kirk -ss n-gg-z ain’t gonna survive
in this 97 sp-ce age hustle
(so what you sayin’?)

(chorus)

ya’ll live for b-tches and blunts
we live for weed and money

(repeat 8x)

(master p verse 1)
i stack greens like cheese
smoke weed with g’s
sell cream to fiends
and roll with beams
playa haters can’t take me, hungry b-tches can’t break me
god you made me, but ain’t no man gone fade me
got me deep in this game, some n-gg-z don’t change
have mercy on p, just tryin’ to have change
in my pockets i’m knockin’, the feds can’t stop me
most hoes they jock me, i got knots in my pockets
caviar and b-tches, 6-4 and switches
champagne and riches, but cooking keys in kitchens
mansions with marble floors, knocking off chocolate hoes
boots with ignition, ferraris and drop rolls
i live with killers, dealers and tru n-gg-z
no limit guerrilas, mercenary killers
beat’s by the pound, haters get clowned
gone worldwide, but true to the underground

(p and silkk)
blow coheva blunts, keep e’m rollin’ up
got your b-tch fiening bro, p meaning what

(chorus 8x)

(master p verse 2)
i scream with riches, tag teaming with b-tches
96 we went gold, haters thought we was finished
97 went platinum, now they screaming no limit
tru n-gg-z don’t fall off this only the beginning

(p and silkk)
coming up for what, making h-lla bucks
n-gg-z getting b-mped or what, counting cash up
got this game sewed up, n-gg-z straight up no cut
but ya’ll couldn’t f-ck with us, ya’ll couldn’t f-ck with us

(master p)
swingin’ like t-tanic, n-gg-z see us and panic
after big bucks no whami, on our way to the grammy
ya’ll couldn’t f-ck with killers, they call us dealers
n-gg-z livin’ for scrilla, banking with peelas

(p and silkk)
army fatigues, n-gg-z straight like g’s
livin’ like soldiers with g’s, soldiers at ease
slangin’ f-ckin’ tapes like keys, sw-ng ’em just like keys
from richmond to new orleans, we be ballin’
keep them b-tches down on they knees, keep ’em on they knees
got them smokin’ on our weed, but not for free

(chorus 8x)

(silkk)
ya’ll live for b-tches and blunts
i live for weed to make money
man i want so much cash when i wake up in the mornin’
i can’t even much count it
silkk the shocker, or should i say
the black frank nitty see,
oz’s to make g’s
the mayor gave me and p keys to the city
livin’ an american dream
5 karats on my pinky ring
ladies wanna make love to me
n-gg-z wanna look at me all mean
but it’s aaight cause you still wonder
i don’t want your old lady
but she still flip me the number, i wish she’d flip me some money
see um, it’s aight to have cash and thangs
ghetto millionares to live fashion man
600 we gonna be smashin’ man
but since i can’t spend no b-tches
so i need some cash and thangs

(chorus)

- master p lyrics

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