[Mr. Mixx]
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(Intro from the original PSK, which slows down and switches to this track)
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Yeah! From '85 ... PSK! '95 shot!
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Here we go now!
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Uh! Give it to me!
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Uh! Give it to me now!
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Chorus: [Brother Marquis]
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PSK, we makin' that green
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Bitches always say what the hell does it mean?
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P is for the people who can't understand
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How one real nigga became a real man
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S is for the way I skeet in they mouth
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One by one we muttin' 'em out
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K is for the way
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Mr. Mixx be cuttin'
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Man, them other niggas, y'all ain't did nothin'
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Rockin' on 'till the break of dawn
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We gettin' cold money; this time IT'S ON!
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Rock on ................. break it down now!
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Verse 1: [Brother Marquis]
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Chillin' on the block, on the avenue
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Shootin' a lil' dice, sippin' on some brew
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Turned around and seen this fine young lady
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She had a big ass and a phat Mercedes (Woo!)
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I said, Fine lady, now you're lookin' real nice
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Sweeter than honey, sugar and spice (Right.)
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Told her my name was Brother Marquis
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You know my reputation, hoe, I'm just a freak
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She said, Marquis, I know your game
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Heard about the way you throw that thang
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I said, yo, baby girl, I'ma tell you no lies (What?)
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'Cause all I wanna do is uh, get ya high,
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And uh, lay ya down and do the body rock
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She said come on, and we got in the car
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Took a little trip to a fancy bar (What?)
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Got some gin, some juice, some coke
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I tell ya, my nigga, this ain't no joke
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Took me to the crib, laid me on the bed
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Before a nigga fuck', yo, I got some head (What?)
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I knew this was a rich lil' whore
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She gave me $100, but I wanted some more
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Uh! Bring it down now!
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Chorus
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One time now!
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Overtown!
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Liberty City!
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Carol City!
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Highway 5!
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15th! 61st!
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Yeah! Down south flavor, y'all! Mr. Mixx! Marquis!
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Bringin' itback y'all! Break it down now!
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Verse 2: [Brother Marquis]
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All alone on a Saturday night
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Smokin' on a blunt, feelin' all right (What?)
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My homie Mr. Mixx called me on the phone
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Man, that nigga's married, he can't leave home (Whoo!)
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Told me 'bout a party on 1.5
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I got my pistol, jumped into my ride
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Got in the party with my pockets fat
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Bitches on my dick 'cause I'm cool like that (True.)
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Now up in the set, who did I see?
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A fuck-nigga from Atlanta named after me! (What??)
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I put that red dot up against his head
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And said "Fuck-ass nigga, I should kill you dead.
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"A thought ran across my crazy-ass mind
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The real Marquis ain't doin' no time
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I looked in his face, he looked like shit
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Siss-ass nigga ain't nothin' but a bitch!(Bring it to me!)
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Chorus
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Overtown!
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15th y'all!
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One time for 1-5-1!
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In the back y'all, yeah!
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Liberty City!
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61st y'all!
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Gettin' money y'all!
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54th y'all!
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Here we go now! ...
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Uh! Yeah, this is ya boy Mr. Mixx, Marquis,
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PSK for the 9-5shot y'all!
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Break it down!
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We up out this motherfucker.
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We'll give it to ya on the next shit y'all!
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But until then - peace, love, and mo' pussy!
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PSK '95
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2 Live Crew |