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messy marv - phd's lyrics

intro (messy marv):

n-gg-s be havin’ them phd’s, playa hatin’ degrees. in the motown we call it pimpin’ hoggin’ and d-gg-n’ understand me? yeah, hk and the mess n-gg- in this b-tch for the 9-6, and uh, we gonna lay sh-t down for you playa haters.

verse 1 (messy marv):

n-gg-s get laced in chalk for talkin’ sh-t, and get ooowee knots on the forehead for savin’ a b-tch. i nibble on lobsters, sit with mobsters at crustacean’s. i’m tryna get rich, shake a b-tch mayne and go places. messy miznarv, young as f-ck in the gizname. game way tighter than the 350 with headers and cams mayne. and a posi rear, so i could skeet-skirt when i hit 3rd gear, sideways on you paper haters, burnin’ more rubber than goodyear. it ain’t no puzzle, from the sfc to the iggity-o. man it’s n-gg-s with phd’s from china to el segundo. at break a b-tch, shake a b-tch i had to marinate. i’ve seen playas of the finest graduate, and walk the stage and get they certified playa diploma. while others flunk for lovin’ a b-tch and not gettin’ over. instead they wanna playa hate and think it’s fine and dandy, but sucka -ss n-gg- is it you or that b-tch that’s wearin’ the panties?

chorus:

n-gg-s be havin’ them phd’s, sucka university playa hater degrees. i marinated, at break-a-b-tch, shake-a-b-tch college. and graduated, from break-a-b-tch, shake-a-b-tch college. sucka m-th-f-cka explain this to me. where in the f-ck did you n-gg-s get your phd? p-i-impin’, hoggin’ and d-gg-n’ explains my degree, but you ph-balanced n-gg-s be havin’ them phd’s.

verse 2 (h.k.):

p is for the playas. h is for the haters. d is for the degree that you will get burnt with by h.k. uh, captain save-a, playa hater. won’t you come out and plaaay? salt shaker, perpetrator, let me introduce you to the h.k. n-gg-s be hatin’ h.k. cuz ya boy be clockin’ knots, and start grabbin’ glocks, sellin’ in front they top notch. but i played hop scotch on that n-gg- and his ho. and got ghost with the cash and went federal. or you didn’t know? yo ho’s a 4-11 star. charging months to the game is h.k. and messy marv. playa hatin’ on yo ponta? choppin’ a n-gg- up over absolut and vodka? now you know that sh-t ain’t proper. so it’s time to let loose these hollow point tips from this choppa.

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verse 3 (messy marv & h.k.):

i got ice cream cola, vanilla wafers, and them glocks 23 for you paper haters. playa haters, talking that old square sh-t. cuz i hate when n-gg-s that floss so hard, can’t purchase kicks. phd havin’ n-gg-s all up in my face. playa hatin’ m-th-f-ckas wanna take my place. n-gg-s know, ho’s walkin’ around actin’ phony. playa haters be poppin’ at the mouth, you know, talkin’ up on me. hater, why you wanna kill me cuz i f-cked yo b-tch. from the k.o.p. to the p.s.t. that ho was gobblin’ d-cks. fully hot, german, a simple mack 1-0. gettin’ off on yo playa hatin’ -ss and yo carin’ -ss ho. so all you haters with the phd’s, beware of the black a.p. from trigga lock, one shot to the top now watch us pop. brotha mo, h.k., grandmasta felon and the henna rock.

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