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[Intro from the original PSK, slows down and switches to this
Uh! it to me now!) (Yeah! From '85 ... PSK! '95 shot! we go now! Uh! it to me!
Chorus: Brother PSK, we makin' green always 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, them other niggas, ain't did nothin' K is for the way Mr. be cuttin' Rockin' on 'till the break of We gettin' cold money; time IT'S ON!
(Rock on ................. break it now!)
1: Brother Marquis Chillin' on the block, on the Shootin' a dice, sippin' on some brew She had a big ass and a phat (Woo!) Turned around and seen this young lady I said, lady, now you're lookin' real nice than honey, sugar and spice (Right.) Told her my was Brother Marquis You know my reputation, hoe, I'm a freak Heard about the way you throw thang She said, Marquis, I know your I said, yo, baby girl, tell you no lies (What?) 'Cause all I do is uh, get ya high, And uh, lay ya down and do the body She come on, and we got in the car Took a trip to a fancy bar (What?) Got some gin, some juice, coke I ya, my nigga, this ain't no joke Before a fuck', yo, I got some head (What?) me to the crib, laid me on the bed I knew this was a rich lil' She me $100, but I wanted some more
(Uh! Bring it now!)
(One time now! Overtown! Liberty City! Carol City! 5! 15th! 61st! Yeah! Down flavor, y'all! Mr. Mixx! Marquis! Bringin' it back y'all! Break it now!)
Verse 2: Marquis All alone on a Saturday on a blunt, feelin' all right (What?) My Mr. Mixx called me on the phone me 'bout a party on 1.5 Man, nigga's married, he can't leave home (Whoo!) Got in the with my pockets fat Bitches on my dick I'm cool like that (True.) I got my pistol, jumped my ride Now up in the set, who did I A fuck-nigga from Atlanta named me! (What??) I put red dot up against his head And said "Fuck-ass nigga, I kill you dead." The real Marquis doin' no time A ran across my crazy-ass mind I looked in his face, he looked like
Siss-ass nigga ain't but a bitch! (Bring it to me!)
Liberty City! y'all! Gettin' money y'all! 54th y'all! Here 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 motherfucker. We'll give it to ya on the next shit y'all! But until then - peace, love, and mo'