Mr.
[Intro from the PSK, which slows down and switches to track]
Uh! it to me now!) (Yeah! '85 ... PSK! '95 shot! Here we go now! Uh! it to me!
Chorus: Brother PSK, we makin' that Bitches always say what the hell it mean? P is for the people who can't How one nigga became a real man S is for the way I skeet in mouth One by one we 'em out Man, them other niggas, y'all did nothin' K is for the way Mr. Mixx be Rockin' on 'till the of dawn We gettin' cold money; this time ON!
(Rock on ................. it down now!)
Verse 1: 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 fine young lady I said, lady, now you're lookin' real nice Sweeter honey, sugar and spice (Right.) Told her my was Brother Marquis You know my reputation, hoe, I'm just a about the way you throw that thang She said, Marquis, I know game I said, yo, girl, I'ma tell you no lies (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 little trip to a bar (What?) Got gin, some juice, some coke I tell ya, my nigga, this no joke Before a nigga fuck', yo, I got 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: Brother All alone on a Saturday on a blunt, feelin' all right (What?) My Mr. Mixx called me on the phone Told me 'bout a on 1.5 Man, that nigga's married, he leave home (Whoo!) Got in the party my pockets fat Bitches on my 'cause I'm cool like that (True.) I got my pistol, jumped into my Now up in the set, who did I A fuck-nigga from Atlanta named me! (What??) I put that red dot up against his And said "Fuck-ass nigga, I kill you dead." The real Marquis doin' no time A thought ran across my crazy-ass I looked in his face, he looked like
nigga ain't nothin' but a bitch! (Bring it to me!)
Liberty City! 61st y'all! Gettin' 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 y'all! Break it down! We up out this motherfucker. We'll give it to ya on the shit y'all! But until then - peace, love, and mo' pussy