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Song title: Master P - Meal Ticket

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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, Im a balla!
Pushin in weight, from state to state,
Niggaz ridin dirty, on my mobile phone, its u.g.k.
Pimp c said, p, whats really goin on?
I said whats really happenin, he said, I gotta pocket full of stones!
Now p be dat new kid on the block
36 o-zs 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 yall 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 its mowhet
Used to roll cutlass, now its 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 Im bout it, yall know Im rowdy,
Ask big mo and john henry if yall 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 cant 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, were 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 niggas job, so damn hard tryin to play em
Weigh em, no weigh me, cause thats what they gon pay me
Pimpin aint 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
Im leanin on the leather, and Im grippin on the wood.
Im feelin on the ? ? ? ballin in the ? slant back?
Im pimp c, bitch and tree, us niggaz roll cadillac
Bad ass bitches cant leave my dick alone,
I done bout me a key and changed my name to james jones
Pimpin aint 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, im
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