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