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Master P Video (MV)




Performed By: Dré Dys
Length: 3:21
Written by: Andre Dyson II
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Dré Dys - Master P Lyrics
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I feel like Master P
I cut the check, I feed the family
Gold on my wrist just to match the piece
The way I'm living, feel like Master P
I feel like Master P
I feel like Percy Miller
Self made baby, seven figures
Run it up, then put on my hittahs
The way I'm living, feel like Percy Miller
That Bruce Wayne money, colder then Mr. Freeze
Poison Ivy's in my pocket, I'm no Joke about my cheese
Robin Hood up in my city, I came up with the thieves
Ain't no limit to my hustle, I feel like Master P
Got them soldiers in my corner, I feel like Master P
My partnas shoot just like the Hornets, I feel like Master P
And dawg you better think it over, before you come after me
And if you shoot you better hit, cause my boys got accuracy
I been practicing peace
But this come naturally
You get the paper, you get haters, dawg, and that's how it be
That's my reality
My musicality
Made enough noise to get these boys mad at me
I feel like Master P
I cut the check, I feed the family
Gold on my wrist just to match the piece
The way I'm living, feel like Master P
I feel like Master P
I feel like Percy Miller
Self made baby, seven figures
Run it up, then put on my hittahs
The way I'm living, feel like Percy Miller
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I feel like Master P
I cut the check, I feed the family
Gold on my wrist just to match the piece
The way I'm living, feel like Master P
I feel like Master P
I feel like Percy Miller
Self made baby, seven figures
Run it up, then put on my hittahs
The way I'm living, feel like Percy Miller
That Bruce Wayne money, colder then Mr. Freeze
Poison Ivy's in my pocket, I'm no Joke about my cheese
Robin Hood up in my city, I came up with the thieves
Ain't no limit to my hustle, I feel like Master P
Got them soldiers in my corner, I feel like Master P
My partnas shoot just like the Hornets, I feel like Master P
And dawg you better think it over, before you come after me
And if you shoot you better hit, cause my boys got accuracy
I been practicing peace
But this come naturally
You get the paper, you get haters, dawg, and that's how it be
That's my reality
My musicality
Made enough noise to get these boys mad at me
I feel like Master P
I cut the check, I feed the family
Gold on my wrist just to match the piece
The way I'm living, feel like Master P
I feel like Master P
I feel like Percy Miller
Self made baby, seven figures
Run it up, then put on my hittahs
The way I'm living, feel like Percy Miller
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Writer: Andre Dyson II
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