Mr.
[Intro from the original PSK, which 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 say what the hell does it mean? P is for the who can't understand How one real became a real man S is for the way I skeet in mouth One by one we 'em out Man, other niggas, y'all ain't did nothin' K is for the way Mr. be cuttin' Rockin' on the break of dawn We gettin' money; this time IT'S ON!
(Rock on ................. break it now!)
1: Brother Marquis Chillin' on the block, on the Shootin' a lil' dice, sippin' on some She had a big ass and a Mercedes (Woo!) Turned around and this fine young lady I said, Fine lady, now you're real nice than honey, sugar and spice (Right.) Told her my name was Marquis You my reputation, hoe, I'm just a freak Heard about the way you that thang She said, Marquis, I know game I said, yo, baby girl, I'ma 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 a little trip to a fancy bar (What?) Got gin, some juice, some coke I tell ya, my nigga, ain't no joke Before a nigga fuck', yo, I got some (What?) me to the crib, laid me on the bed I this was a rich lil' whore She gave me $100, but I wanted some
(Uh! it down now!)
(One time now! Overtown! Liberty City! City! Highway 5! 15th! 61st! Yeah! south flavor, y'all! Mr. Mixx! Marquis! Bringin' it back y'all! it down now!)
2: Brother Marquis All on a Saturday night Smokin' on a blunt, feelin' all (What?) My homie Mr. called me on the phone Told me 'bout a on 1.5 Man, that married, he can't leave home (Whoo!) Got in the party my pockets fat Bitches on my dick 'cause I'm like that (True.) I got my pistol, jumped into my Now up in the set, who did I A fuck-nigga from Atlanta after me! (What??) I put that red dot up against his And said "Fuck-ass nigga, I kill you dead." The real ain't doin' no time A ran across my crazy-ass mind I in his face, he looked like shit
nigga ain't nothin' but a bitch! (Bring it to me!)
Liberty City! 61st y'all! Gettin' money y'all! 54th y'all! 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! Break it down! We up out this motherfucker. We'll it to ya on the next shit y'all! But until then - peace, love, and mo'