Pooh Shiesty feat. Tay Keith - Master P (feat. Tay Keith) Lyrics

Lyrics Master P (feat. Tay Keith) - Pooh Shiesty feat. Tay Keith



(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
Damn
Aw, Tay Keith made this motherfucker?
I been waitin' on one of these for so fuckin' long
This is it right here
Ayy, ayy, ayy-ayy
One shot to the head (baow), may he rest in peace (wow)
I'm the reason doctors hooked him up
I feel like Master P (feel like Master P)
I just woke up out my dream 'cause I ain't
Feel my drink with me (where the fuck my drink?)
Everybody with me slime, damn, yeah
I got snakes with me (we got slime and we some snakes)
One shot to the head (baow), may he rest in peace (wow)
I'm the reason doctors hooked him up
I feel like Master P (feel like Master P)
I just woke up out my dream 'cause I ain't
Feel my drink with me (where the fuck my drink?)
Everybody with me slime, damn, yeah
I got snakes with me (we got slime and we some snakes)
I just bucked for a deuce of red just to go to sleep (just to get some sleep)
The trap on fire, hop back on my feet soon as my phone beep (move as soon it beep)
Jumped off that porch, fell in that water and that shit got deep (water, it got deep)
We hoppin' out them Jeeps and walk you down, bitch
You know how we creep (blrrrd, blrrrd-blrrrd-blrrrd)
I'm on the phone with Lil Brazy, he screamin', "Slatt" (slatt-slatt)
Niggas don't play, we get 'em whacked
Hundred some shots jump out of MACs, ayy (ayy)
Free all them killas, that's on Max, them niggas never spoke on wax
Tell 'em free Hank, we need him back, we call him Mr. Double Back
We step on Saturdays up in the latest sneakers (in them Js)
We upped the score on everybody, ain't no equal (no sir, no way)
And ain't no runnin' when I pop out with the Cheetah (blrrrd)
I heard you like to pray to God
Well, I'll help you meet him (so I'll help you meet him)
One shot to the head (baow), may he rest in peace (wow)
I'm the reason doctors hooked him up
I feel like Master P (feel like Master P)
I just woke up out my dream 'cause I ain't
Feel my drink with me (where the fuck my drink?)
Everybody with me slime, damn, yeah
I got snakes with me (we got slime and we some snakes)
One shot to the head (baow), may he rest in peace (wow)
I'm the reason doctors hooked him up
I feel like Master P (feel like Master P)
I just woke up out my dream 'cause I ain't
Feel my drink with me (where the fuck my drink?)
Everybody with me slime, damn, yeah
I got snakes with me (we got slime and we some snakes)
Started rappin', shit done changed up, but I ain't made a dime
So the reason that I'm fresh because I'm fresh from off of slime (I'm fresh)
Ain't no cappin', I just get up in the yo and speak my mind (no cappin')
Send my lil' nigga to do some work, he ask for overtime
M-O-N-E-Y, gon' chase that shit until the day I die
I can't let up on 'em, but I can let 'em see that fire
It don't matter how I get took out, just get up and go slide
Tell 'em free Luger and Quis, we need them on the other side (grrt-grrt)
Ain't no nigga give me shit, I had to get up and go take
Sold my last bowl the other day, I had to blow some cake
I just might fuck with the Gucci store 'cause they support the snakes
They was screamin' that it's over when he got hit with them Dracs
One shot to the head (ayy), may he rest in peace (ayy, ayy)
I'm the reason doctors hooked him up
I feel like Master P (Feel like Master P)
I just woke up out my dream 'cause I ain't
Feel my drink with me (where the fuck my drink at?)
Everybody with me slime, damn, yeah
I got snakes with me (we got slime and we some snakes)
One shot to the head (baow-baow), may he rest in peace (wow-wow)
I'm the reason doctors hooked him up
I feel like Master P (feel like Master P)
I just woke up out my dream 'cause I ain't
Feel my drink with me (where the fuck my drink?)
Everybody with me slime, damn, yeah
I got snakes with me (we got slime and we some snakes)
Thought he wasn't gon' fold up on the gang, but he bent
And I'm gettin' head from these hoes
I know back then she wouldn't have
Went, ayy (know she wouldn't have went)
You get more respect when all your dodies be intent (it gotta be intent)
And I'm really three and oh, and I ain't count the hits I sent, nigga
Blrrrd



Writer(s): Brytavious Lakeith Chambers, Lontrell Williams


Pooh Shiesty feat. Tay Keith - Shiesty Season
Album Shiesty Season
date of release
05-02-2021



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