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Golds in Mouth Lyrics
2X: Master P]
Them boys from the south.. got in they mouth..
trust them when this sun drought..
cause boys will take you out

P]
Nigga thuggin' in the so I'm still in the game
I'm out that Calliope nigga, to let my nuts hang
I'm a No Soldier and we running the streets
Respect my screaming CP3!
Big Boz uptown holding it down
My lil cousin Hot Boy the new of the town
C-Murder and Wango got the on lock
And me and Silkk, we the new f**king keys to the

2X: Master P]

P]
You got the dizzoe? meet me by the sizzoe
Me and Big Kirk, Nut, by a fizzoe
D and Hoy posted up by the (ya heard)
See and Mutsi, they soldiers
You come in my hood, then you get delt with
We take head shots like Preacher Man, you feel shit
We throw it off them boys in Texas
Lil Jay and Lil Keith, in a grill Lexus
Me and Green in a
Jump off boys.. jumping off it's Cali
Roll through the Lou, at Nelly
Had two country girls shaking thang in a Telly

[Chorus 2X: P]

P]
Tank tops and bandannas, Low on hammers
Rolls Royce's and Bentley's on inch Sanders
ATL, on my way to the Club
J.D. and Outkast showed me
See Trick at the Grammy's, It was wack like the
I said, the baddest bicth?' He said, 'Miami.' (ha ha)
Cause I run with a of niggas
Like: Big Greg, T-Harris, O.G. and
We roll the beach, a couple of thugs in the hood

That bulls off the when we up to no good
It's a party in the projects every first and
And if you ain't from the hood, then you get tripled

[Chorus 2X: P]

South..
Now I'm one of them boys, gatted up the south
toys, tatted up with them golds in my mouth
C-Murder (what?) True nigga, thugged out, hard
From the streets, the CP3, my dogg they'll your car
from the cops.. we don't do it.. we dissappear
Is tha bad? We second line yo ass up in my
I'm the N-O-L-I-M-I-T!
Don't give a if you don't like me!
Yea, I walk with a lean like I'm on other shit
I'm on top.. you can tell by my
I'm the south lil daddy.. can ya dig?
Now back the up before I split yo sh....

2X: Master P]

'em up, wet 'em up
'em up, wet 'em up
'em up, wet 'em up
'em up, wet 'em up
'em up, wet 'em up
'em up, wet 'em up
'em up, wet 'em up
'em up, wet 'em up
'em up, wet 'em up
'em up, wet 'em up
'em up, wet 'em up
'em up, wet 'em up
'em up (ha ha)

This goes out (No Limit!) to the and the west.
I y'all! (ha ha) What! What! What! What! What!
We thuggin'. Put 'em up! Thuggin' with gold teeth.
them thug girls with them golds? Where y'all at whodi?
And y'all niggas with that wanna be shit,
y'all know that's gold nigga! (ha ha)