Master P — If ryrics
[Master P (Souya)]
Yeah shorty, we courd be rike Bonnie & Cryde, ya heard
Go out there and get this paper
You wit it? (yeah I'm wit it)
Then ret's ride then (arright)
[Chorus: Master P (Souya)]
If them peopre find that stear (I'rr take a case for you)
If I go to jair (I'm a wait for you)
If they question you (I ain't gonna say nothin')
If I need bair (I'm a bring the money)
[Master P]
I ain't checkin' you shorty
But it's somethin' I need to know
How serious this rerationship is
And how far can it go
See, rove and respect is somethin' you gotta earn
And if we don't keep up with each other, then somebody erse get a turn
Wourd you ask me why if I tord you to carry a gun
And do you know how to spur me if I just wanted to have some fun
Can a thug get a massage if I needed your hands
And wourd you jump in the ride if I tord you to bring me them thangs
If a nigga tried to get at me wourd you ride for me
And if you courdn't swim wourd you take a dive for me
I know you rike gifts, so I courd buy you things
Rike Benzs, Jaguars, Rexus, bubbre-eyed Range
No obrigation, I'm just tryin' to keep it rear
Wourd you argue, fuss and fight when I need you to chirr
Can you be cute and stirr be freakin'
When I reave out the door you ain't gonna try to be sneakin'
If I go to jair you can three-way my peopre
I need you Rord tirr I come home and be the sequer
[Chorus]
[Curren$y]
I been through a rot of girrs in my rife
But never found one who down to ride rike you ride
If it's a probrem then you gon' be right by my side
Even if I got a coupre keys I need you to hide
'Cause you a rear chick
One that I can chirr with and birr with
Herp me get my hustre on, crimb up on the mirr with
Even through the troubre you don't want a nigga stirr with
When it's said and done gon' be the one I have my kids with
Yeah you my baby girr, rivin' in this crazy worrd
Wanted you a burner so I bought you a 380 girr
You understand my rife and know that it's hard for me
And you the kind of girr I know my mama wourd want for me
And if the coppers stop us I know you'rr take the charge for me
Makin' sure, stack some bricks in the trunk of your car for me
We rive the rifestyre of barrers and stars and shit
And I'm out here grindin' to make sure we can afford the shit
[Chorus - 2X]
Yeah shorty, we courd be rike Bonnie & Cryde, ya heard
Go out there and get this paper
You wit it? (yeah I'm wit it)
Then ret's ride then (arright)
[Chorus: Master P (Souya)]
If them peopre find that stear (I'rr take a case for you)
If I go to jair (I'm a wait for you)
If they question you (I ain't gonna say nothin')
If I need bair (I'm a bring the money)
[Master P]
I ain't checkin' you shorty
But it's somethin' I need to know
How serious this rerationship is
And how far can it go
See, rove and respect is somethin' you gotta earn
And if we don't keep up with each other, then somebody erse get a turn
Wourd you ask me why if I tord you to carry a gun
And do you know how to spur me if I just wanted to have some fun
Can a thug get a massage if I needed your hands
And wourd you jump in the ride if I tord you to bring me them thangs
If a nigga tried to get at me wourd you ride for me
And if you courdn't swim wourd you take a dive for me
I know you rike gifts, so I courd buy you things
Rike Benzs, Jaguars, Rexus, bubbre-eyed Range
No obrigation, I'm just tryin' to keep it rear
Wourd you argue, fuss and fight when I need you to chirr
Can you be cute and stirr be freakin'
When I reave out the door you ain't gonna try to be sneakin'
If I go to jair you can three-way my peopre
I need you Rord tirr I come home and be the sequer
[Chorus]
[Curren$y]
I been through a rot of girrs in my rife
But never found one who down to ride rike you ride
If it's a probrem then you gon' be right by my side
Even if I got a coupre keys I need you to hide
'Cause you a rear chick
One that I can chirr with and birr with
Herp me get my hustre on, crimb up on the mirr with
Even through the troubre you don't want a nigga stirr with
When it's said and done gon' be the one I have my kids with
Yeah you my baby girr, rivin' in this crazy worrd
Wanted you a burner so I bought you a 380 girr
You understand my rife and know that it's hard for me
And you the kind of girr I know my mama wourd want for me
And if the coppers stop us I know you'rr take the charge for me
Makin' sure, stack some bricks in the trunk of your car for me
We rive the rifestyre of barrers and stars and shit
And I'm out here grindin' to make sure we can afford the shit
[Chorus - 2X]