Sean Price - Godfather Part P lyrics
[Sean Price - Godfather Part P lyrics]
Performed to "GOD pt i I I" by Mobb Deep
Father y'all P (P)
P body, hit dimes at parties scratched
Father y'all P (P)
P body, hit dimes at parties scratched
Father y'all P (P)
P body, hit dimes at parties
Desi on my hip, my chickens like bling
Drama we bring, yo that's a small thing
It's the G-O-D, Father y'all P (P)
P body, hit dimes at parties
Desi on my hip, my chick and ice bling
Drama we bring, yo that's a small thing
AIGHT NOW'! Pay attention to the
God body Sean P
Smackin you niggas with the skill kid
Sean! Illest nigga to
Smack Earth Wind & Fire
And make y'all niggas straight retire
You get mad glory, and your flow is mad corny
Your tight-ass clothes put you
In the fag category
Laughs Y'all funny style like
Brad brother Corey
Your broker than a fuckin joke
Like half on a 40
I blast on a shorty, youngin out of his mind
Dig your snotbox rocks in a box that's pine
Flesh, turn to maggots and
Worms just like swine
I kill your whole squad pah
With just one line
I'm God Cypher Divine, all type of the rhyme
A weirdo, I hear those lines wastin time
(wastin time)
Y'all can't fuck around with pah, please
It's the G-O-D, Father y'all P (P)
It's the G-O-D, Father y'all P (P)
P body, hit dimes at parties
Desi on my hip, my chick and ice bling
Drama we bring, yo that's a small thing
And I just wanna just
Just live my life and uh i know y'all guys
Talk bad about being a guy that really
? snitch out there about me, but
Yo, I'ma make sure you talk about me
And your grandkids and kids after
That gon' know about me
I'ma make sure of that
Father y'all P (P)
P body, hit dimes at parties scratched
Father y'all P (P)
P body, hit dimes at parties scratched
Father y'all P (P)
P body, hit dimes at parties
Desi on my hip, my chickens like bling
Drama we bring, yo that's a small thing
It's the G-O-D, Father y'all P (P)
P body, hit dimes at parties
Desi on my hip, my chick and ice bling
Drama we bring, yo that's a small thing
AIGHT NOW'! Pay attention to the
God body Sean P
Smackin you niggas with the skill kid
Sean! Illest nigga to
Smack Earth Wind & Fire
And make y'all niggas straight retire
You get mad glory, and your flow is mad corny
Your tight-ass clothes put you
In the fag category
Laughs Y'all funny style like
Brad brother Corey
Your broker than a fuckin joke
Like half on a 40
I blast on a shorty, youngin out of his mind
Dig your snotbox rocks in a box that's pine
Flesh, turn to maggots and
Worms just like swine
I kill your whole squad pah
With just one line
I'm God Cypher Divine, all type of the rhyme
A weirdo, I hear those lines wastin time
(wastin time)
Y'all can't fuck around with pah, please
It's the G-O-D, Father y'all P (P)
It's the G-O-D, Father y'all P (P)
P body, hit dimes at parties
Desi on my hip, my chick and ice bling
Drama we bring, yo that's a small thing
And I just wanna just
Just live my life and uh i know y'all guys
Talk bad about being a guy that really
? snitch out there about me, but
Yo, I'ma make sure you talk about me
And your grandkids and kids after
That gon' know about me
I'ma make sure of that