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Yeah, today, man, we just gon′ use the 16th letter of the alphabet
Man, you know, it's the letter P, man, ya nah mean?
Shit real easy, man, ya nah mean? Ay, check it
Pledge allegiance to the plug (power of that P)
For providing me with that product (power of that P)
Check my pedigree, partner (power of that P)
I sold that P from Philly to Phoenix (power of that P)
Ay (that P, that P, power of that P)
Smoking out the pound (that P, that P, power of that P)
My niggas drink nothing but that purple or that pink shit
I never did a push-up, all I do is pull-ups, pick-ups, A1 FBG
Prefer that paper over that pussy
′Cause that pussy bring problems (problems)
Rather play with them pigeons, clock them dollars with my partners (bitch)
Couple hundred million, what I see in my prediction ('diction)
Just bought a 50 caliber (for what?)
Little extra protection, so I could make that dough at my home (my home)
I'ma post up in that penthouse (ay)
Never talk on the phone ′less you want to end up in that big house
Stack that paper, pig out (damn), go hard, keep it loud (loud)
Never turn it down, go to bed, press pause (ay)
Pack them pounds up in that plastic, powder and petroleum
Watch out for them punk ass po-po, man, they be patrollin′ em
Man, these niggas some peons (peons)
They out here makin' these peanuts (peanuts)
Married to the money
Still I make that bitch do a prenup (yeah, power of that P)
P-Funk, man, powder (power of that P)
Pounds, Pyrex (power of that P)
Just left Puerto Rico on my way to Peru (power of that P)
Ay (that P, that P)
Nothing like that triple play (power of that P)
You know (that P, that P, power of that P)
Now, all I do (that P, that P, that P)
Is pick up a pen and a piece of paper, and I get paid, ay
All these pretty girls (what), I feel like I′m in paradise (exotic)
Young Pluto, Young Pluto, I paper chase every single day and night
I piss on yo' bitch, yeah, right after I lay that pipe (yeah)
I tell her, "Pick a pocket, I got presidents in all of ′em" (bitches)
Powder, pills, Promethazine, I done sold all of 'em (straight up)
Presidential Rollie with the belts, it look like Paul Bunyan (shine)
Don′t you piss me off (why?)
Young Doolie got that P tatted on his face (Piru)
And he won't hesitate to knock you off (ooh)
I'm makin′ motion pictures sippin′ on the purple (drank)
Yeah, I'm too consistent, all these plugs in my circle (believe)
A product of my environment, don′t you take it personal (what?)
I'm poppin′ tags, nigga (poppin' tags), my Porsche convertible (skrrt)
Ay, man, I′ma take her to church, man, ya nah mean? (Power of that P)
I took a Pyrex pot and some pure (power of that P)
And I parlayed that into a profit (power of that P)
Then I pick and packed, oh yeah (power of that P)
I gotta put ya up on the lingo (that P, that P)
Nothing like that triple play (that P, that P)
You know? (That P, that P, power of that P)
Now, all I do (that P, that P)
Is pick up a pen and a piece of paper, and I get paid, ay
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