model, body like a dancer Turn heads in the club, make you wanna romance her Face like a model, body like a dancer Turn heads in the club, make you wanna romance her Face like a model
Перевод: Master P. Модель гетто.
you I guess the real in me, attracts the thug in you [Hook - 2x] Face like a model, body like a dancer Turn heads in the club, make you wanna romance her [Master P
Cus I got 4 models in the back of my truck 18" Bazooka bumpin my stuff Waking the BLOCK UP! [Verse 3: Master P] Call me Ghetto Bill cus my seats they
time [Master P] If a house cost less then a mill I dont want it If it say Bently you know im gon flount it I keep keep it ghetto I dont change the game
got the tank [Chorus One] [Master P] Say that then [Weebie] I could work, put ya body, c'mon back it up, back it up You know Weebie and Master P,
Master p: tru niggaz stand... Silkk (master p echoing): raise your right hand. repeat after me. i Pledge Allegiance, to the game of the united streets
[master p] Damn, these niggas ain't come with that shit there man Check this out [master p] See I'm a g on the grind 24/7 Don't give a damn if I don'
in the head muthafucka (this nigga sick) You know what I'm sayin? One of the muthafuckas you see in the News everyday, for doin' all types of crazy shit Chorus: master p
-1 from the M-P Wit no apology, unload on your property, causing atrocity At a rapid velocity, mental artillery, military anatomy After you battle me call me your majesty for mastering
Found deadly as a plague, soon to spread like famine Splurgin', livin' out the dirty version Throwin' rocks at the ghetto birds circlin' in the urban Workin' overtime, you notice the shine Niggas scope mine, models
was born in a abandoned building Cause in the ghetto you gotta learn the dirty dance In other words you gotta learn to throw them thangs A snotty nose kid without no food to eat My role models
soon to spread like famine Splurgin, livin out the dirty version Throwin rocks at the ghetto birds circlin the urban Workin overtime, you notice the shine Niggas scope mine, models
models in the back of my truck 18" Bazooka bumpin my stuff Waking the BLOCK UP! [Verse 3: Master P] Call me Ghetto Bill cus my seats they be Gucci And
4 models in the back of my truck 18" Bazooka bumpin my stuff Waking the BLOCK UP! [Verse 3: Master P] Call me Ghetto Bill cus my seats they be Gucci
(feat. Master P) [Intro: Master P + Background] (Ayyy-yeah) check this out now (Yeah-yeah...) if they put a whole off son, go around (He just go awayyy
war, I got the tank [Chorus One] [Master P] Say that then [Weebie] I could work, put ya body, c'mon back it up, back it up You know Weebie and Master P