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mose lee - master p lyrics
[hook]
when i was young
i used to want to be like master p
and make b-tches say, “uhh”
when they see my gold t–th
when i was young
i used to want to be like master p
and make b-tches say, “uhh”
when they see my gold t–th
[verse 1]
i came into this world
a day late and a dollar short
i tuck my polo sport
watch my n-gga go to court
dodging, dodging broken dreams of
getting rich off of sports
a stoop kid until i smoked my first ‘port
since then i was off the porch
dookie braids
3 on my jersey like i’m ai
you know you getting paper
when all of your neighbors say, “hi.”
i’m giving hotel attendants fake names
drunk out the bentley sun roof
f-ck it money ain’t a thing
i copped a jesus piece
spitting verses, smoking buddha
naughty america scenes
teanna trump as my tutor
but i just want my nia long
when she was lisa
f-cked me in my fire red’s
and ordered bacon on my pizza
i go on mtv they bringing back
the death match and cribs
one-on-one with justin b
watching me on tv
on tv
hoping my pops see me
career day skateboard p
now all these n-ggas wanna be like me
smoking liu kang with my lucy liu
the hotbox feel like tekken 3
this kush be my fatality
where’s mose?
xan’d at baggage claim with jrzz
living like the “big pimpin'” vid
high off ‘cid
all these drugs knowing i should quit
but i’m a rockstar
from f-cking b-tches in my car to
“suck this d-ck you’ll be a star, yeah.”
if you ain’t finna f-ck the squad
then you ain’t finna f-ck mose
wanna get a name, b-tch?
that’s the way it goes
[hook]
when i was young
i used to want to be like master p
and make b-tches say, “uhh”
when they see my gold t–th
when i was young
i used to want to be like master p
and make b-tches say, “uhh”
when they see my gold t–th
[post-hook]
when i
when i was young
i used to want to be like master p
and make
and make b-tches say, “uhh”
when they see my gold t–th
when i
when i was young
i used to want to be like master p
and make
and make b-tches say, “uhh”
[verse 2]
for a n-gga like me
it’s either h-ll or a cell
but momma i’ma live forever
and my b-tches got bail
and if rap don’t work
at least i’m good with a scale
i’m getting better with my spanish
so it’s more clientele
my migo f-cking with the mail
moving drugs you can’t smell
living as is there is no option
it’s get rich or get k!lled
get this money
f-ck a wh0r-
what the f-ck i’m living for?
tired of being poor
knew this wasn’t life
i wanted more
so i left my b-tch at tsa
told her, “it’ll be okay.”
i ain’t coming back no more
she f-cked my n-gga anyway
b-tches come and go so
who gives a f-ck about them anyway?
i’m baptizing b-tches in henny
just to wash my sins away
and if you ain’t feeling that
then you can suck a d-ck
ran off with some work and after
i ain’t never gave a sh-t
looked back i never did
guns come out i never hid
told ’em i’m a hot boy
they can’t live the life we live
[hook]
when i was young
i used to want to be like master p
and make b-tches say, “uhh”
when they see my gold t–th
when i was young
i used to want to be like master p
and make b-tches say, “uhh”
when they see my gold t–th
[post-hook]
when i
when i was young
i used to want to be like master p
and make
and make b-tches say, “uhh”
when they see my gold t–th
when i
when i was young
i used to want to be like master p
and make
and make b-tches say, “uhh”
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