Mr.
[Intro the original PSK, which 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: Brother PSK, we makin' that Bitches always say what the hell does it P is for the people who understand How one real became 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. Mixx be Rockin' on 'till the break of We gettin' cold money; this IT'S ON!
(Rock on ................. break it now!)
1: Brother Marquis Chillin' on the block, on the a lil' dice, sippin' on some brew She had a big ass and a phat (Woo!) Turned and seen this fine young lady I said, Fine lady, now you're lookin' nice Sweeter than honey, sugar and (Right.) Told her my name was Marquis You know my reputation, hoe, I'm just a Heard about the way you throw thang She said, Marquis, I your game I said, yo, girl, I'ma tell you no lies (What?) 'Cause all I do is uh, get ya high, And uh, lay ya down and do the rock She come on, and we got in the car Took a little to a fancy bar (What?) Got some gin, some juice, some I ya, my nigga, this ain't no joke Before a fuck', yo, I got some head (What?) Took me to the crib, me on the bed I knew this was a rich whore She gave me $100, but I some more
(Uh! Bring it now!)
(One now! Overtown! Liberty City! Carol City! Highway 5! 15th! 61st! Yeah! Down flavor, y'all! Mr. Mixx! Marquis! Bringin' it y'all! Break it down now!)
Verse 2: Marquis All alone on a night Smokin' on a blunt, all right (What?) My Mr. Mixx called me on the phone Told me 'bout a on 1.5 Man, that nigga's married, he leave home (Whoo!) Got in the with my pockets fat on my dick 'cause I'm cool like that (True.) I got my pistol, into my ride Now up in the set, who did I A fuck-nigga from Atlanta after me! (What??) I put red dot up against his head And "Fuck-ass nigga, I should kill you dead." The real Marquis ain't doin' no 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! y'all! Here we go (Overtown! y'all! One time 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'