Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 23, artist - Master P. Date of issue: 19.03.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
23 |
| I ball like I’m two-three |
| Bitch I hustle like I’m two-three |
| I’m on the block like two-three |
| Bitch I’m back, y’all niggas remember me? |
| I ball like I’m two-three |
| Nigga hustle like two-three |
| I’m on the block like two-three |
| Now I’m back bitch, y’all remember me? |
| Michael Jordan of the street shit |
| So hard, showed you niggas how to eat, bitch |
| Twenty-three on my muthafuckin' pinky finger |
| Twenty-three million on the mansion, what you thinkin'? |
| Pussy nigga, you gon' stop me? |
| Fake nigga ain’t make me |
| Twenty-three years old when I got rich |
| Twenty-three thousand, spend it on an outfit |
| Versace know me by my muthafuckin' first name |
| Twenty-three grand, on my fuckin' chain |
| Twenty-three on muthafuckin' Forbes, nigga |
| Twenty-three exotic cars in the garage, nigga |
| Drop from the line, my tongue hang out of my mouth |
| People rush in the trap, my niggas runnin' 'em out |
| My lil whoa wanna ball, he keep ski-masking off cars |
| Holidays around the corner, sold a fake key to his dawg |
| for the shoot, niggas die on your |
| See me in that Mpisane, bitch I knock out your noodle |
| Bought my whoa a Camaro, all my bitches Sahara |
| I got that make you disappear money, abracadabra |
| Niggas up in the rafters, it’s the Heat verse the Raptors |
| We sit with the owners, yeah there go those rappers |
| I don’t need no tickets, trap jump like it’s Blake Griffin |
| I’m worth fifty tickets, pussy don’t make no difference |