P Money - Say It Again lyrics

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P Money - Say It Again lyrics

(Intro) Big money, Pac Div, MG, yea Monsta Ganja, DR Dirty That’s how we do it on the west coast (Verse) Catch me in the ’88, money call, they smooth the ceiling Rolling up a couple of dudes up and inhaling Carson, Long Beach, Compton, Watts South 12 Freeway with 405 Extra limits and add rubber, you know they live Headed to my brother’s crib to catch that vibe I belong to 23rd, yea that’s the word All the sims and essays, yea them got birds And Mr Bob Marley, me love the herb Roll it up, light some up just to calm your nerves Need a stress relief, don’t die, just beat sponsored links Some moron hippie still a gangsta, snap a tick, n***a (Verse) Uh, my grandma is on the cover of our ladies’ strip She jumped out and whoop yo a** on some gangsta sh** You used to play hoops on the set before Landing like on some downstairs Megan sh** Listening to Doup Records sh** could deeper than a 2 Pac letter 2 mack sweaters then got popular Thanks to the mayors of LA, yea aha aha GNB poppin up, ain’t a thing stopping us Don’t talk a lot unless you talk about of bucks Buckle up, this is the blast reverse Nobody got the drop on us, then got and got a octopus New Year, see clinches, health care, clean b**hes Now I’m tryna pull up in yo green center n***as buy the style, they just remixers On the low, studio hoes tryna creep with us This jack drama jill and it’s P-Miller On the 1-10, slappin ’03 dealer Oh he’s k** it, you can talk LeBron James all day The ’99 Kobe, he’s iller Get on yo job, play yo defense Don’t let these broads be yo weakness n***as is getting lost in the weekend Shootin somewhere, applying for jobs on the weekend n***as be going hard straight to Keaton n***a you in the car playin weekend Smooth as the bars when we sing Get permission from the stars ‘fore you speak Spoken like a deacon