Master P - Dope, p**y, & Money lyrics

[Big Ed] Yo P man I can't find these f**in' cards and sh** man I'm a find 'em, hold up hold up hold up [Master P] Damn see man what's wrong with you You been smokin' dank or somethin' [Big Ed] Man I don't know man I was trippin' and sh** [Master P] Come on man let's do this sh** right Man get it done man [Big Ed] sh** let me see, let me try this Yeah there they go Alright P man kick that sh** for me G [Master P] Jump in the Cougar to the dank spot Beeper rangin' cause a n***a sellin' fat rocks Now the worst started shiftin' I'm like the goddamn pizza man you know I'm f**in' de-liverin' Pick up and drop off, 20's and 50's Anything to get these goddamn things off Now I'm cold chillin' on the dope spot Put the dope in my nuts, here come the f**in' cops Now I'm like runnin', the cops said freeze Not me I'm tryin' to check my f**in' money To see if it's marked, damn 5 minutes later I'm in a police car But I just laugh like it's funny Cause I'll be out tomorrow Dope, p**y, & Money [Chorus]x8 Indo Piece of p**y I can feel y'all [Master P] My hand on my dick like a bounty Just did 3 f**in' days in the County Pissed off, mad as f** Picked up my mobile phone to try to get a f**in' nut She said I'll be over in a minute I said hurry up b**h I gotta go up in it She knocked on my door lookin' hella sweet A long trench coat and some goddamn drawers G She grabbed my dick and started s**in' I flipped the b**h on her back, my nuts cummin' Now I'm cold smilin' like a big wheel Thinkin' 'bout the n***as that are still back in jail Now that I'm out I think it's funny Cause it's all about the Dope, p**y, & Money [Chorus]x8 n***as stuck and I'm thinkin' about gamblin' Serve a n***a somethin' quick, let's handle this We dove 4 deep in a Benz 2 Columbians, we met him and his friends Now I'm gettin' ??? at n***as back I'm thinkin' about the time they tried to jack One n***a got out the car howlin' I got 4 ki's, I said n***a where's the ??? I ran to the car with my Oozi Grabbed the dope and the money, started shootin' Hit the gas, mashed and made it home Tripped when I cut the goddamn TV on 2 Columbians dead in a dope deal No evidence but the motherf**ers got they cap peeled Somebody gotta die, you think it's funny That's how it is when your livin' for the Dope, p**y, & Money [Chorus]x8