| P! |
| Ha hah, yeah!
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| Ha ha hah… this is my album!
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| Jesus…
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| Hah, my shit, Jesus!
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| Aiyyo
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| Thou shalt not fuck with the four-fifth poppa
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| Feel a thousand deaths when I drop ya
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| I feel for you, like Chaka Khan, call me Sean
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| Pussy when I want, I’m Decepticon
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| Wisdom with these wise words bein spoken from Sean
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| Do the knowledge, I abolish your moms
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| Demolish your squad, let y’all niggas know who did it
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| Sean Price now who’s next to get it? |
| Listen
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| Que pasa homes? |
| Welcome to mi casa homes
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| Te disparo en tu cara homes
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| Niggas ask what the God is about, I’m like «Nothin»
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| Meanwhile I got my manhood, in your mom’s mouth
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| I’m back in the game, smackin ya brain, clappin them thangs
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| Accurate aim, snatchin your chain, get back on the train
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| Traffickin thangs, package a 'cain, crack is the name
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| Sean is a rapper but rappin is lame, I QUIT~!
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| Y’all niggas can’t rap at all, smack you fall
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| To the ground, I bounce like basketball
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| Sean Price is the master y’all, y’all a slave to the rhythm
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| So after I finish rappin I whip 'em, P!
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| Ha hah! |
| Ha hah…
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| Jesus… this is my album! |