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pcp (rapper) – woofi goldberg lyrics

[“do the right thing” intro music]

[“the wire” voice sample]
we sorry. please go away
please, please!
-gunshot- woof

[verse 1: parris robbo]
it’s the peoples cult of power, b-tches!
dont just drink the kool-aid, take a motherf-ckin’ shower in it (woof)
drink as much as you please (woof)
no cyanide brudda that’s lean (woof)
sippin’ on that grape juice with a great zoot of that cheese (woooo)
tryna get over the fact
that the recession’s back
now the middle-cl-ss think they’re poor
but i’ll be poor afterwards, like i was before
that’s why i ain’t f-ckin’ with, the government or law
cos’ they don’t give a f-ck about me & mine, or you & yours
do what the f-ck we want like we live in international waters
blazin’ outside probation centres and police stations, they never caught us
so if you left your girl with her p-ssy all fresh like right guard
watch out for us dogs, we bark loud & bite hard (woof!)

[hook 1: parris robbo]
pcp’s the team
pc-pcp’s the team
we be livin’ how we wanna
f-ck yo’ b-tch & f-ck yo’ mumma
pcp’s the team
pc-pcp’s the team
we be livin’ how we wanna
f-ck yo’ b-tch & f-ck yo’ mumma
woof (x 3)
we some dogs b-tch!
woof (x 2)
we some dogs b-tch!

[verse 2: calvin]
hardest n-gga out, man i can’t flop
we tell you don’t do hard drugs but pcp we aren’t soft
they say that pleasing women is a hard job
but i’m a 21 year-old motherf-cking heart-throb
ask what i’m doing probably poppin bras
hittin’ up clubs & bars, screaming pcp the game is f-ckin’ ours
for the taking, the fake can leave we’re gonna rake in
we ain’t breaking, we ain’t slowing down, i speed it up
get the beat & beat it up, f-ck!
i’m a motherf-cking mutt
barking at these b-tches, woof! woof!
what the f-ck is up huh? (huh?)
grinding like we’re skaters, please don’t ramp with us
you might as well go buy yourself a noose cos’ you can’t hang with us, b-tch!

[hook 2: calvin]
pcp’s the team
pc-pcp’s the team
we be livin’ how we wanna
f-ck yo’ b-tch & f-ck yo’ mumma
pcp’s the team
pc-pcp’s the team
we be livin’ how we wanna
f-ck yo’ b-tch & f-ck yo’ mumma
woof (woof) (x 4)
b-tch (b-tch)
woof (woof) (x 4)
woof

[verse 3: p numero uno]
yolo, yolo
broke though, no dough
homeless, no home
no cred, old phone
still take your chick like “what’s up?”
come meet my whole team
b-tch i’m from trippy ippy
we drink that codeine
prometh, go sleep
i wake up in the morning
i’ll f-ck your f-cking brains out love, now call me boring
and when you hit the toilet
i’m stealing credit, debit cards & cash
i treat myself, look at me balling!
i ain’t got no bling on (woof!)
just my drop dead ring on (woof!)
give you the middle finger & let robbo get his sing on (woooo)
b-tch n-ggas drop dead, we causing h-lla damage
heated blanket on the game because my team is a hot bed
of f-cked-up-ness

[hook 3: p numero uno]
pcp’s the team
pc-pcp’s the team
we be livin’ how we wanna
f-ck yo’ b-tch & f-ck yo’ mumma
pcp’s the team
pc-pcp’s the team
we be livin’ how we wanna
f-ck yo’ b-tch & f-ck yo’ mumma
[beat breakdown]
woof (x 6)
f-ck yo b-tch & f-ck yo’ mumma
woof (x 11)
f-ck yo b-tch & f-ck yo’ mumma
woof (x 11)
we some dogs b-tch

[verse 4: p numero uno, calvin & parris robbo]
i bite b-tches
black b-tches
white b-tches
i like b-tches
we’re off the leash
often peace can’t prevail
when we go postal
3 royal males
it’s a dog’s life
it’s enough to suffice
just running round chasing tail
raising h-ll, i was raised in h-ll
gun to my head, run save yourself -gunshot-

[“the wire” voice sample]
woof?
woof, like a dog!
oh sh-t it was like blaow!

woof!

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