Текст песни Mr. Pookie f K-Roc - Southern Made Playa
Mr. Pookie f K-Roc - Southern Made Playa слова песни
[K-Roc]K-Roc and Pookie bout gon and drop it crooked like we really canFlossin in this bitch and go get funky bout my dividendsSee I`m gon be tha man, wit tha plan and tha endsFlossin through Dallas, Texas in tha new 2000 BenzWit some Hen, and a fat sack of Indo, my head is in tha skyI`m gettin high, and wit my kinfolk, see I dont neva chokeCause I been blowin almost everyday, y you askin y?In Junior High, boy I been chiffin hayNow I`m gettin paid and like to blow mo than I used to blowI like em burnin slow, so now I`m off to get some OptimosNigga, you didnt know, jus how we doin, got yo Auntie, she pursuinYo lil sister been boo-hooin, and yo gal I been screwinBut I`m movin on cause I cant let my paper stopAnd she dont want me gon, Pookie say they rollin dice blocks from mineLike 2pac on Hennessey, until I pass outBlowin on some green, I cant be seen, up in that glass house, PlayaChorus [x2]Bounce, a Southern Made Playa make tha crowd jus, BounceAnd cant nobody do it like we do it in tha SouthGot everybody talkin cause they know if its clownYour preferably a rival when tha crooks hit yo town[Mr. Pookie]Tired of facin` drama ya`ll, watch this playa rip itWishin life was like a soccer ball, all my fools can kick itWassup wit it, K-Roc gon and get tha switches from tha trackSouthern Made, grab tha blade, and split that bitch on down tha backMy reaction to tha weed is a calm cool stateLike a missle on tha way, I jus cant wait to detonateIn tha days of tha Hemingway, rollin lovely bluntsWho`s to say I saw tha trigga spray, boy we had it krunkBout to dump, on this niggaz wit tha M1 cockQuick to hit a 2 way stop, wit that 45 beam on topBodies drop, see me flexin, lil ol Texan, from tha CrookNorth Dallas off tha hook, bound to leave them bustas shookPeep and look, I stay creased, wit K-Swiss up on my feetSmokin Blacks when it aint no weed, hit this blunt, oh yes indeedI`ma sleep, see passion for these hoes has got cha strongerShe dancin and unchancin, that`s cause Pookie all up on herChorus[x2][Mr. Pookie]Look at cha Southern Made, Playa Laid, back in tha shadeJus Tha Rippla, come to get cha, wit these blunts I`ma blazeAnd today is jus anotha, like a muthafuckin othaIt`s not safe stay undercover, get yo paper, fuck tha colorsSee them bustas, and organize a lick we finsta hitQuick to skeam up on this nigga, out to get that treasure shitThat`s tha mind of a crook, jus a section in our brainWhere we felt like we couldnt have it, so we had to grab it manWho`s to blame? my conscience saw tha crooked times we livin inTime to stack some dividends, I`m at tha mall wit plenty endsIt`s me again, playa of tha year, dark and lovelyMakin moves on hoes that love me, gurl stay back if you scrubbyAnd yo hubby, it`s best that he stay clear when I`m nearCause that static, cause of fear, me and yo bitch ova heaThat`s 4 real, so nigga stay back yo gurl has chosenDont wanna see you get yo face cracked, Pookie has spokenChorus [til end]