Текст песни: Master P - Meal Ticket



[Master P]



My potna gave me $50, put me in the game,

I been slangin weed then I moved up to cane

Pushin dem bouldas, slangin dem quarters,

I got em 2 for 3, god dammit, I`m a balla!

Pushin in weight, from state to state,

Niggaz ridin dirty, on my mobile phone, it`s U.G.K.

Pimp C said, "P, what`s really goin on?"

I said what`s really happenin, he said, "I gotta pocket full of stones!"

Now P be dat new kid on the block

36 O-Z`s choppin up rocks in my rock shop

And label me a drug deala, just anotha hard nigga,

Rest in peace to 2Pac, and the rest of ya`ll thug niggas.

Playaz hookin up, tryin to make work,

Sendin work from FedEx to UPS trucks

Now P livin lavish, caviar and cabbage

peppers and beans, and grits and cabbage

Down South hustlin, ballin, slangin

Niggaz teamin up, some niggaz gangbangin

Used to drink 40s, now it`s mowhet

Used to roll cutlass, now it`s benzes and vets

?Becketts? on my fingaz, Rolex watches,

Hoes on the block, bounce that azz, I mean pussy poppin

Label me an alien, just like Outkast

Cause I made my money from the ghetto and I did it fast

Cause I`m bout it, ya`ll know I`m rowdy,

Ask Big Mo and John Henry if ya`ll doubt it

Hooked up with 8-ball and MJG

Cause we tryin to get a meal ticket from these streets



[Chorus:] Tryin to get a meal ticket [8X]



[8-ball]



8-ball and MJG, southside representin, a nigga came to mention,

These hoes can`t touch my pimpin

Mobbin through the swamp, P and me and G and U.G.K.

?Hustlin? as a muthafucka, fuck what these hoes say!



[MJG]



Cause we each be lookin for meal tickets, witches, drivin me crazy

Lady, can I claim yo baby, honey call me the ?shady?, maybe

Construct the thinkin, we`re turnin` to duckies bankin`

No laws somebody save me a slice of meat up in my grave



[8-ball]



Captain Save Em, pay em, before you get to lay em

Got a real nigga`s job, so damn hard tryin to play em

Weigh em, no weigh me, cause that`s what they gon pay me

Pimpin ain`t dead baby, just ask MJG



[MJG]



Who be I? MJG, he be me!

But if I was he, and you was I, who would you see?

One of us ??? when ya hungry, I do it only

Pertainin bustas, fakes, and phonies,

About that money, where my ticket?



[Chorus (8X)]



[Pimp C]



Cocaine lady, white lady sellin good

I`m leanin` on the leather, and I`m grippin on the wood.

I`m feelin on the ??? ballin in the ?slant back?

I`m Pimp C, bitch and Tree, us niggaz roll Cadillac

Bad ass bitches can`t leave my dick alone,

I done bout me a key and changed my name to James Jones

Pimpin ain`t dead, ya heard what I said,

How the fuck is pimpin dead when bitches still givin me head?

Lickin my ass if ??? be the deala



[??? (other dude from U.G.K.)]



Suck the nut up out a ??? bucket slow down suave nigga,

Now bitch I be the prison pushin` everything, a 4 for 4 doors, king of the

quarters

Fuckin with nothin but queens and they daughters

Get cleansed, weeded, and watered, I flow like a Asian, Malaysian

Saudi Arabian, African I be blazin`

In the Golden Gate, swish it out, holdin weight, I hits the block, I`m

rollin bait, Them fiends come out, they know they got to ?stole the case?

I motivate, fiends, dealas, ballas, hatas, shops and boppas,

Jekll and Hyde, Bonnie and Clyde, and niggaz that ride with glocks

and choppas

Where we out?



[Chorus and fade]

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[Master P]



My potna gave me $50, put me in the game,

I been slangin weed then I moved up to cane

Pushin dem bouldas, slangin dem quarters,

I got em 2 for 3, god dammit, I`m a balla!

Pushin in weight, from state to state,

Niggaz ridin dirty, on my mobile phone, it`s U.G.K.

Pimp C said, "P, what`s really goin on?"

I said what`s really happenin, he said, "I gotta pocket full of stones!"

Now P be dat new kid on the block

36 O-Z`s choppin up rocks in my rock shop

And label me a drug deala, just anotha hard nigga,

Rest in peace to 2Pac, and the rest of ya`ll thug niggas.

Playaz hookin up, tryin to make work,

Sendin work from FedEx to UPS trucks

Now P livin lavish, caviar and cabbage

peppers and beans, and grits and cabbage

Down South hustlin, ballin, slangin

Niggaz teamin up, some niggaz gangbangin

Used to drink 40s, now it`s mowhet

Used to roll cutlass, now it`s benzes and vets

?Becketts? on my fingaz, Rolex watches,

Hoes on the block, bounce that azz, I mean pussy poppin

Label me an alien, just like Outkast

Cause I made my money from the ghetto and I did it fast

Cause I`m bout it, ya`ll know I`m rowdy,

Ask Big Mo and John Henry if ya`ll doubt it

Hooked up with 8-ball and MJG

Cause we tryin to get a meal ticket from these streets



[Chorus:] Tryin to get a meal ticket [8X]



[8-ball]



8-ball and MJG, southside representin, a nigga came to mention,

These hoes can`t touch my pimpin

Mobbin through the swamp, P and me and G and U.G.K.

?Hustlin? as a muthafucka, fuck what these hoes say!



[MJG]



Cause we each be lookin for meal tickets, witches, drivin me crazy

Lady, can I claim yo baby, honey call me the ?shady?, maybe

Construct the thinkin, we`re turnin` to duckies bankin`

No laws somebody save me a slice of meat up in my grave



[8-ball]



Captain Save Em, pay em, before you get to lay em

Got a real nigga`s job, so damn hard tryin to play em

Weigh em, no weigh me, cause that`s what they gon pay me

Pimpin ain`t dead baby, just ask MJG



[MJG]



Who be I? MJG, he be me!

But if I was he, and you was I, who would you see?

One of us ??? when ya hungry, I do it only

Pertainin bustas, fakes, and phonies,

About that money, where my ticket?



[Chorus (8X)]



[Pimp C]



Cocaine lady, white lady sellin good

I`m leanin` on the leather, and I`m grippin on the wood.

I`m feelin on the ??? ballin in the ?slant back?

I`m Pimp C, bitch and Tree, us niggaz roll Cadillac

Bad ass bitches can`t leave my dick alone,

I done bout me a key and changed my name to James Jones

Pimpin ain`t dead, ya heard what I said,

How the fuck is pimpin dead when bitches still givin me head?

Lickin my ass if ??? be the deala



[??? (other dude from U.G.K.)]



Suck the nut up out a ??? bucket slow down suave nigga,

Now bitch I be the prison pushin` everything, a 4 for 4 doors, king of the

quarters

Fuckin with nothin but queens and they daughters

Get cleansed, weeded, and watered, I flow like a Asian, Malaysian

Saudi Arabian, African I be blazin`

In the Golden Gate, swish it out, holdin weight, I hits the block, I`m

rollin bait, Them fiends come out, they know they got to ?stole the case?

I motivate, fiends, dealas, ballas, hatas, shops and boppas,

Jekll and Hyde, Bonnie and Clyde, and niggaz that ride with glocks

and choppas

Where we out?



[Chorus and fade]

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