Master P - There They Go (feat. Drumma Boy) lyrics

(feat. Drumma Boy) [Chorus: Master P - repeat 2X] Where them thugs at - there they go Where them thug girls at - there they go Where them ballers at - there they go If you came to get buck then throw yo' hood up [Drumma Boy] I pull up at the club, drinkin and I'm gettin loose I'm V.I.P. I ain't thinkin how I'm gettin through I'm chillin with P and I'm actin the fool When your girl see the Tank then I'm snatchin your boo I'm in the 'llac, Halleluyah in the Coupe My dawgs in the back with the gats and the food Yeah - it's young Drumma, straight from the slums of Where n***as shine to stay on the come up n***as jealous from the ice on my neck Don't be alarmed n***a cause I'm nice with the tec Shorty lookin right in her dress When I took her home, skipped talk, right into s** Yep! I'm the truth, you the other man You think you're hot but I'll prove you're like an oven fan I got them broads sayin dude so wicked Straight from the South man, New No Limit, yeah [Chorus] [Master P] You can find us on the block with that rock boy I'm a New No Limit Soldier, not a hot boy Put my name on the ward, I'm a legend like Hook Posted up on the block with the k**ers and crooks Ghetto Bill could never be no stunna n***a What I got, cars for the winter and summer n***a You don't know me keep my name out your motherf**in mouth 'fore I send some f**in k**ers to yo' house And the game get real, so n***as pack steel When some sh** pop off you better get it how you live From the city, where we don't give a f** about snitches We in the club V.I.P. finger f**in some b**hes So where them ballers at, shot callers at I'm like Warren G shorty, gimme alla dat Before I leave baby girl, you could slip me the digits And later on you could play with the lizard, you heard me? [Chorus]