Mr.
[Intro the original 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' green Bitches always say the hell does it mean? P is for the who can't 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 other niggas, ain't did nothin' K is for the way Mr. be cuttin' Rockin' on the break of dawn We gettin' money; this time IT'S ON!
(Rock on ................. it down now!)
Verse 1: Marquis Chillin' on the block, on the Shootin' a lil' dice, sippin' on some She had a big ass and a Mercedes (Woo!) Turned and seen this fine young lady I said, Fine lady, now you're lookin' real Sweeter than honey, and spice (Right.) Told her my name was Marquis You know my reputation, hoe, I'm just a Heard about the way you throw thang She said, Marquis, I know your I said, yo, baby girl, I'ma tell you no (What?) 'Cause all I do is uh, get ya high, And uh, lay ya and do the body rock She said on, and we got in the car a little trip to a fancy bar (What?) Got gin, some juice, some coke I ya, my nigga, this ain't no joke a nigga fuck', yo, I got some head (What?) Took me to the crib, me on the bed I knew this was a rich whore She gave me $100, but I wanted some
(Uh! Bring it now!)
(One time now! Overtown! Liberty City! City! Highway 5! 15th! 61st! Yeah! Down south flavor, y'all! Mr. Mixx! Marquis! it y'all! Break it down now!)
Verse 2: Brother All on a Saturday night Smokin' on a blunt, all right (What?) My homie Mr. Mixx me on the phone Told me a party on 1.5 Man, that married, he can't leave home (Whoo!) Got in the with my pockets fat on my dick 'cause I'm cool like that (True.) I got my pistol, jumped my ride Now up in the set, who did I A fuck-nigga from Atlanta after me! (What??) I put red dot up against 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
nigga ain't nothin' but a bitch! (Bring it to me!)
Liberty City! 61st y'all! Gettin' y'all! 54th y'all! Here we go (Overtown! y'all! One time for 1-5-1! In the back 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. give it to ya on the next shit y'all! But then - peace, love, and mo' pussy