Mr.
from the original PSK, which slows down and switches to track]
Uh! it to me now!) (Yeah! From '85 ... PSK! '95 shot! we go now! Uh! it to me!
Chorus: Marquis PSK, we makin' that Bitches always say what the hell it mean? P is for the people who can't How one real nigga a real man S is for the way I in they 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 of dawn We cold money; this time IT'S ON!
(Rock on ................. break it now!)
Verse 1: Brother Chillin' on the block, on the Shootin' a lil' dice, sippin' on some She had a big ass and a Mercedes (Woo!) Turned around and this fine young lady I said, Fine lady, now you're real nice than honey, sugar and spice (Right.) Told her my name was Marquis You know my reputation, hoe, I'm a freak Heard about the way you that thang She said, Marquis, I know your I said, yo, baby girl, I'ma tell you no (What?) 'Cause all I do is uh, get ya high, And uh, lay ya down and do the body She said on, and we got in the car Took a trip to a fancy bar (What?) Got some gin, juice, some coke I tell ya, my nigga, this ain't no Before a fuck', yo, I got some head (What?) Took me to the crib, me on the bed I this was a rich lil' whore She gave me $100, but I some more
(Uh! Bring it now!)
(One time now! Overtown! Liberty City! City! Highway 5! 15th! 61st! Yeah! south flavor, y'all! Mr. Mixx! Marquis! Bringin' it y'all! Break it down now!)
Verse 2: Marquis All on a Saturday night on a blunt, feelin' all right (What?) My homie Mr. called me on the phone Told me 'bout a on 1.5 Man, that nigga's married, he can't home (Whoo!) Got in the with my pockets fat Bitches on my dick 'cause I'm like that (True.) I got my pistol, into my ride Now up in the set, who did I A from Atlanta named after me! (What??) I put red dot up against his head And said "Fuck-ass nigga, I kill you dead." The real Marquis ain't doin' no A thought ran across my crazy-ass I looked in his face, he looked shit
Siss-ass nigga nothin' but a bitch! (Bring it to me!)
Liberty City! 61st y'all! Gettin' money y'all! 54th y'all! we go (Overtown! 15th y'all! One for 1-5-1! In the back y'all, yeah! now! ... Uh! Yeah, is ya boy Mr. Mixx, Marquis, PSK for the 9-5 y'all! Break it down! We up out this motherfucker. We'll give it to ya on the next shit y'all! But until - peace, love, and mo' pussy