Master P - Greens, Cornbread, and Cabbage lyrics

[Master P] What's up n***as and b**hes (ugh) We ain't no motherf**ing rookies at making cowards (we ain't no rookies at Making fame) Fetti n***a (fetti) that's why I'm gon' call this fedex (fedex) It's all about moola (moola) that money (money) scrilla (scrilla) All mighty motherf**ing dollar (all mighty dollar) Hundreds (hundreds) thousands (thousands) millions (millions) and trillions (trillions) We got this sh** sewed up n***a (sewed up) From the south (from the south) to the midwest (to the midwest) To the west (to the west coast) to the east coast (to the east coast) Y'all know how to get yo scrilla (y'all know how to get yo scrilla) Hoes in the club showing love ask Tela I got hoes on the beeper just like mosquitoes n***as want to f** with the P I'm making scrilla (scrilla) Labeled and tagged me yo neighborhood dealer Got this game gripped got the hoes wanting sacks Got n***as in the hood waiting on me for crack Fifteen five for a key now I'm rolling Gold thangs hit the block n***a but it ain't stolen And I came to get my keys for the sound and the edibowa n***a I ain't Scarface but got the money and the power Coming down hard (hard) living in the south (south) Got k**ers watching my back with that gold in they mouth b**hes getting broked on (broked on) for motherf**ing P Agent c station Should I say player hating (player hating) n***as take vacation one way ticket is to hell n***as feel me It's all about the 20's and the 50's n***as feel me Trying to get my paper (paper) it's all about my scrilla (scrilla) Big Mo got that mack 11-9 for y'all k**ers Rolling through the south (south) trying to check them honeys (honeys) Got them beans trying to flip them dope fiends hundreds I ain't even stopping if a cop is on my tail (what) Big Boz got that AK n***a and that's real Rolling in that Rover (Rover) Smoking on that dolja (dolja) A No Limit soldier y'all haters y'all can't hold us n***as got green (green) f** cashing checks Hooked up with three n***as they call them Prime Suspects Now a n***a got the sh** gangstafied like Kane & Abel n***as got more clientele than n***as got cable But n***as tru to the gizame n***as slanging them bizangs My best partner Andrew Jackson, Ben Franklin understand Chorus Trying to get greens, cornbread, and cabbage x4 [Prime Suspects] Papa was a junky brain fried on that coke Snorting h**n in the middle of a seventy show But you wonder why my lifestyle it be kind of rough It's them little green guys a n***a can't get enough Zoned out like Kujo ain't sleeped in three days On an all night flight trying to get rich paid In the shade on the L.A.P Where your n***a be Never taking and sure who I be (ooh wee) I be the n***a with cheese O.Z.'s to keys stay hundreds to G's Putting these hoes on their knees Cause they bout that green cheese (pop that phone) Chorus x4 [Kane] b**h show me the money I'm on top cause I got rocks Cause I got scrilla No Limit got enough paper to buy the Lakers f** the haters I hate to k** him fake the realest I know God never sleeps When you die you sew what you weep I still move ten boroughs a week cause a n***a gots to eat Don't feel my teeth Mamma turned 5 into 10, 18 to 36 My triple beam gangsta lean Thousand eight that be the weight On this motherf**ing grip it's the lip This paper got me rich I'm sick Quick to run up in that p**y with a hard dick Ghetto boys starting ghetto wars Took a little scrilla the k**er Wait starting late in the hood got me paid scoring like Reggie Miller Representing like a senator When I'm on the block (woo woo) then again Smoking hay b**h a hundred down like predator If you got my rocks then I ain't got no f**ing check [Abel] f** you n***a pay f** your lady f** your mamma f** your baby Rolling with P on the D bout to be gangstafied Honey drop top white Mercedes It's a 144 pounds 148 with the 4 pound murder n***as they call me drama And them hoes they call me Ike Turner Popos 75 dice till the trying to get the shipment higher When talk they coming up short Give props and I ain't forgot motherf**er [Kane & Abel and Master P talking] Master P, Prime Suspects Yeah bra humbra go get your money n***a I got it ugh trying to get them greens, cornbread, and cabbage n***a trying to get them greens, cornbread, and cabbage This goes out to all my real n***as North Carolina, from Milwaukee, South Carolina, Columbus, Ohio Louisville, Georgia, Alabama, to the A.T.L., Cleveland, Ohio New Orleans, Detroit, Texas, Cincinnati, Florida, Nebraska, California Chicago, Indianapolis, Mississippi, New York To the motherf**ing world to the world We after them greens after them greens Cabbage and cornbread Dollar greens humbra humbra Y'all haters need to be pissed on (s**ers) Y'all can't stop No Limit Got to much paper believe that