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