Mr.
[Intro from the original PSK, slows down and to this track]
Uh! it to me now!) (Yeah! From '85 ... PSK! '95 shot! we go now! Uh! it to me!
Chorus: Marquis PSK, we that green Bitches always say what the hell does it P is for the who can't understand How one real nigga a real man S is for the way I skeet in mouth One by one we 'em out Man, them other niggas, y'all did nothin' K is for the way Mr. be cuttin' Rockin' on 'till the of dawn We gettin' cold money; this time ON!
(Rock on ................. it down now!)
Verse 1: Brother Chillin' on the block, on the Shootin' a lil' dice, sippin' on brew She had a big ass and a phat (Woo!) Turned around and seen this young lady I said, Fine lady, now you're lookin' nice Sweeter honey, sugar and spice (Right.) Told her my name was Brother You know my reputation, hoe, I'm a freak Heard about the way you throw thang She said, Marquis, I know your I said, yo, baby girl, I'ma you no lies (What?) all I wanna do is uh, get ya high, And uh, lay ya down and do the rock She said on, and we got in the car a little trip to a fancy bar (What?) Got some gin, some juice, coke I tell ya, my nigga, this ain't no Before a nigga fuck', yo, I got head (What?) me to the crib, laid me on the bed I knew this was a rich lil' She gave me $100, but I wanted some
(Uh! it down now!)
(One time now! Overtown! City! Carol City! Highway 5! 15th! 61st! Yeah! Down flavor, y'all! Mr. Mixx! Marquis! Bringin' it back y'all! it down now!)
2: Brother Marquis All alone on a night on a blunt, feelin' all right (What?) My Mr. Mixx called me on the phone Told me 'bout a on 1.5 Man, nigga's married, he can't leave home (Whoo!) Got in the party my pockets fat Bitches on my dick 'cause I'm cool that (True.) I got my pistol, into my ride Now up in the set, who did I A from 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 ain't no time A thought ran across my mind I looked in his face, he looked shit
nigga ain't nothin' but a bitch! (Bring it to me!)
Liberty City! 61st y'all! money y'all! 54th y'all! Here 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! it down! We up out this motherfucker. We'll give it to ya on the next shit y'all! But until then - peace, love, and mo'