Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Plan B , by - Master P. Release date: 31.12.2006
Song language: English
Plan B |
| -Check this out uhhhh |
| -I mean |
| -you ever had one of them gangsta relationships |
| -I mean like, nobody don’t have to gisnote |
| I can be your nigga |
| He can be you man |
| You don’t have to leave him |
| Everybody need a back-up plan |
| Jump in my 97 Hummer and riside |
| You be Ms Bonnie, I’ll be Mr. Clyde |
| Together we be catchin g’s |
| Flipping keys, smokin weed |
| It’s all about you and me Causing major pain on this dope game |
| You be Halle Berry |
| I’ll be the ghetto Damon Wayans |
| In charge like the Lakers |
| You got your pink 380 |
| I got my black nine for the haters |
| My homies call you that nigga |
| But you my bitch |
| Since we banging, I guess we one click |
| You be that nigga that I drink with |
| And you don’t even trip if i was to let a freak kiss |
| You give me rubbers so I can stay strapped |
| You say you can’t catch no fucking rat |
| Without a mouse trap |
| So we be kicking it like g’s |
| Its a drought, but you got a connect on some keys |
| You roll up the ?? |
| and drink 40s' |
| You’ll whoop any bitch at any ghetto party |
| We walk past security cause you got the strap |
| And when my homies see ya You the only female they give dap |
| You the only nigga that I’ll kiss |
| Make love to and still do some gangsta shit with |
| Like Menace to Society we kick it |
| I’m Kane, you my thug like Ms Jada Pinkett |
| I lays back and chill |
| Why you ills with the hotties |
| I’m numero uno in your eyes honey poppi |
| Yo lady Gotti |
| Thugged out, hooriding ready to kill |
| Yet make me feel like others can’t with my sex appeal |
| Be riding ghetto thrills |
| But still the bitch behind the trigger |
| The bitch about her scrilla |
| The bitch to smack her nigga |
| If the tone faintly rises in his voice |
| The choice is mine |
| When it comes to haters living or dying |
| Blueprinted crimes illustrated by your baby |
| The unlady like mistress |
| Be all about illicit business |
| Bitches witness us together looking tenderly |
| But to scared to tell wifey, for fear of me |
| I’m only trying to be the one with the green papers |
| Bounce on the dick and help me pull off a mean caper |
| That’s why you praise the biggest mama and you care |
| Other hoes get x’d out in what we share yeah |
| I give you rubbers for your friends for show |
| Take me shopping tomorrow |
| Short change them hoes |
| Save them 3 more nuts for me Alize, hot tubs and an ounce of weed |
| Please, there’s not a jealous bone in my body |
| Take me off to Jamaica |
| Then take your wifey to (aloha) Hawaii |
| I don’t mind being number 2 |
| You keep more ice on my hands and wrists |
| Than an ink blue |
| And if it all falls through you still got me Yout true bitch nigga down to hustle |
| From plan B Like that nigga |
| Like that nigga |
| But only if you bout it Master P: Only if you bout it I can be your mistress |
| You can keep your wifey |
| I understand |
| I’m all good with this back-up plan |