Master P - It Don't Make No Sense Lyrics
(Verse)Ganja Ganja, I be smoking GanjaI gets lots of commas, and I can ***** yo mommaSo 30?s no revolversFlexing in the summerRiding in my hummer, 24?s forgiatos.Thumbing thru the checkSteady buying that Texas shitI got no limit in the clip in my fn and I let it spit.Ay Trel over here, he pull up in the whipGotta lot of banana clips, fruity nigga don’t get mixed.I say ***** I’m from Chiraq, we got more killers than AfghanistanO-block its just us, we the new Ku Klux KlanAll my boys knock hammersNow all of your niggas damagedSome of your boys won’t make itFor this 300 karats bang.(Hook)This shit don’t make no sense (nah)This shit don’t make no senseThis shit don’t make no sense (nah)This shit don’t make no sense (huh)I say this shit don’t make no sense.This payroll in my pocket,This shit don’t make no sense,I say this shit don’t make no sense.This 100 in my clip,This shit don’t make no sense,I say this shit don’t make no sense.(Verse)In the jungle with killasTell the streets that we made itUntouchable niggas, we was born to be hatedMe and Sosa won’t tell it, we get money togetherHood niggas we eating and we die for whatever.See they scared of my niggas, they wouldn’t give him a rideI said free c-murder and we gonna ride for Trayvon.Taking pictures in the hood, some of these niggas be snitchesPeeling talking with hoes while I’m counting my riches.Bad *****es we call it, I’m on the block with my niggasLouie V on the pillows smoking weed with them killas.Imma ride for my niggas now the world gone finishUnderrated by some, disputed by many.(Hook)This shit don’t make no sense (nah)This shit don’t make no senseThis shit don’t make no sense (nah)This shit don’t make no sense (huh)I say this shit don’t make no sense.This payroll in my pocket,This shit don’t make no sense,I say this shit don’t make no sense.This 100 in my clip,This shit don’t make no sense,I say this shit don’t make no sense.(Verse)This shit don’t make no senseAll the money all the *****es I getRide high but my 40 ride lowIt’s on my lap I don’t tote it in the air.I can’t forget to flip and whip and make a potMolly high you can see it in my eyesGive her dick cause I know she likes to rideAnd she ***** me anywhere at any time.I make a hit she take the dick and break it downStuff the brick and make my *****es wait in lineIt’s nothing new cause boy I do this all the timeAnd since I shoot she better knew to admire.(Hook)This shit don’t make no sense (nah)This shit don’t make no senseThis shit don’t make no sense (nah)This shit don’t make no sense (huh)I say this shit don’t make no sense.This payroll in my pocket,This shit don’t make no sense,I say this shit don’t make no sense.This 100 in my clip,This shit don’t make no sense,I say this shit don’t make no sense.
