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