2 Live Crew
Psk `95
[Mr. Mixx]
(Intro from the original PSK, which slows down and switches to this track)
Yeah! From `85 ... PSK! `95 shot!
Here we go now!
Uh! Give it to me!
Uh! Give it to me now!
[NAKARAT]: [Brother Marquis]
PSK, we makin` that green
Bitches always say what the hell does it mean?
P is for the people who can`t understand
How one real nigga became a real man
S is for the way I skeet in they mouth
One by one we muttin` `em out
K is for the way
Mr. Mixx be cuttin`
Man, them other niggas, y`all ain`t did nothin`
Rockin` on `till the break of dawn
We gettin` cold money; this time IT`S ON!
Rock on ................. break it down now!
Verse 1: [Brother Marquis]
Chillin` on the block, on the avenue
Shootin` a lil` dice, sippin` on some brew
Turned around and seen this fine young lady
She had a big ass and a phat Mercedes (Woo!)
I said, Fine lady, now you`re lookin` real nice
Sweeter than honey, sugar and spice (Right.)
Told her my name was Brother Marquis
You know my reputation, hoe, I`m just a freak
She said, Marquis, I know your game
Heard about the way you throw that thang
I said, yo, baby girl, I`ma tell you no lies (What?)
`Cause all I wanna do is uh, get ya high,
And uh, lay ya down and do the body rock
She said come on, and we got in the car
Took a little trip to a fancy bar (What?)
Got some gin, some juice, some coke
I tell ya, my nigga, this ain`t no joke
Took me to the crib, laid me on the bed
Before a nigga fuck`, yo, I got some head (What?)
I knew this was a rich lil` whore
She gave me $100, but I wanted some more
Uh! Bring it down now!
[NAKARAT]
One time now!
Overtown!
Liberty City!
Carol City!
Highway 5!
15th! 61st!
Yeah! Down south flavor, y`all! Mr. Mixx! Marquis!
Bringin` itback y`all! Break it down now!
Verse 2: [Brother Marquis]
All alone on a Saturday night
Smokin` on a blunt, feelin` all right (What?)
My homie Mr. Mixx called me on the phone
Man, that nigga`s married, he can`t leave home (Whoo!)
Told me `bout a party on 1.5
I got my pistol, jumped into my ride
Got in the party with my pockets fat
Bitches on my dick `cause I`m cool like that (True.)
Now up in the set, who did I see?
A fuck-nigga from Atlanta named after me! (What??)
I put that red dot up against his head
And said "Fuck-ass nigga, I should kill you dead.
"A thought ran across my crazy-ass mind
The real Marquis ain`t doin` no time
I looked in his face, he looked like shit
Siss-ass nigga ain`t nothin` but a bitch!(Bring it to me!)
[NAKARAT]
Overtown!
15th y`all!
One time for 1-5-1!
In the back y`all, yeah!
Liberty City!
61st y`all!
Gettin` money y`all!
54th y`all!
Here we go now! ...
Uh! Yeah, this is ya boy Mr. Mixx, Marquis,
PSK for the 9-5shot y`all!
Break it down!
We up out this motherfucker.
We`ll give it to ya on the next shit y`all!
But until then - peace, love, and mo` pussy!
Psk `95
[Mr. Mixx]
(Intro from the original PSK, which slows down and switches to this track)
Yeah! From `85 ... PSK! `95 shot!
Here we go now!
Uh! Give it to me!
Uh! Give it to me now!
[NAKARAT]: [Brother Marquis]
PSK, we makin` that green
Bitches always say what the hell does it mean?
P is for the people who can`t understand
How one real nigga became a real man
S is for the way I skeet in they mouth
One by one we muttin` `em out
K is for the way
Mr. Mixx be cuttin`
Man, them other niggas, y`all ain`t did nothin`
Rockin` on `till the break of dawn
We gettin` cold money; this time IT`S ON!
Rock on ................. break it down now!
Verse 1: [Brother Marquis]
Chillin` on the block, on the avenue
Shootin` a lil` dice, sippin` on some brew
Turned around and seen this fine young lady
She had a big ass and a phat Mercedes (Woo!)
I said, Fine lady, now you`re lookin` real nice
Sweeter than honey, sugar and spice (Right.)
Told her my name was Brother Marquis
You know my reputation, hoe, I`m just a freak
She said, Marquis, I know your game
Heard about the way you throw that thang
I said, yo, baby girl, I`ma tell you no lies (What?)
`Cause all I wanna do is uh, get ya high,
And uh, lay ya down and do the body rock
She said come on, and we got in the car
Took a little trip to a fancy bar (What?)
Got some gin, some juice, some coke
I tell ya, my nigga, this ain`t no joke
Took me to the crib, laid me on the bed
Before a nigga fuck`, yo, I got some head (What?)
I knew this was a rich lil` whore
She gave me $100, but I wanted some more
Uh! Bring it down now!
[NAKARAT]
One time now!
Overtown!
Liberty City!
Carol City!
Highway 5!
15th! 61st!
Yeah! Down south flavor, y`all! Mr. Mixx! Marquis!
Bringin` itback y`all! Break it down now!
Verse 2: [Brother Marquis]
All alone on a Saturday night
Smokin` on a blunt, feelin` all right (What?)
My homie Mr. Mixx called me on the phone
Man, that nigga`s married, he can`t leave home (Whoo!)
Told me `bout a party on 1.5
I got my pistol, jumped into my ride
Got in the party with my pockets fat
Bitches on my dick `cause I`m cool like that (True.)
Now up in the set, who did I see?
A fuck-nigga from Atlanta named after me! (What??)
I put that red dot up against his head
And said "Fuck-ass nigga, I should kill you dead.
"A thought ran across my crazy-ass mind
The real Marquis ain`t doin` no time
I looked in his face, he looked like shit
Siss-ass nigga ain`t nothin` but a bitch!(Bring it to me!)
[NAKARAT]
Overtown!
15th y`all!
One time for 1-5-1!
In the back y`all, yeah!
Liberty City!
61st y`all!
Gettin` money y`all!
54th y`all!
Here we go now! ...
Uh! Yeah, this is ya boy Mr. Mixx, Marquis,
PSK for the 9-5shot y`all!
Break it down!
We up out this motherfucker.
We`ll give it to ya on the next shit y`all!
But until then - peace, love, and mo` pussy!