Mr.
[Intro the original PSK, which slows down and to this track]
Uh! it to me now!) (Yeah! '85 ... PSK! '95 shot! Here we go now! Uh! it to me!
Chorus: Marquis PSK, we that green always say what the hell does it mean? P is for the people who understand How one nigga became a real man S is for the way I in they mouth One by one we 'em out Man, them other niggas, y'all ain't did K is for the way Mr. Mixx be Rockin' on 'till the of dawn We cold money; this time IT'S ON!
(Rock on ................. it down now!)
Verse 1: Brother Chillin' on the block, on the Shootin' a lil' dice, sippin' on some She had a big ass and a Mercedes (Woo!) Turned around and seen fine young lady I said, lady, now you're lookin' real nice Sweeter than honey, and spice (Right.) Told her my name was Brother You know my reputation, hoe, I'm just a about the way you throw that thang She said, Marquis, I know your I said, yo, baby girl, I'ma you no lies (What?) 'Cause all I do is uh, get ya high, And uh, lay ya and do the body rock She come on, and we got in the car Took a trip to a fancy bar (What?) Got some gin, some juice, some I tell ya, my nigga, this no joke Before a nigga fuck', yo, I got some (What?) Took me to the crib, me on the bed I this was a rich lil' whore She me $100, but I wanted some more
(Uh! Bring it now!)
(One time now! Overtown! Liberty City! City! Highway 5! 15th! 61st! Yeah! Down flavor, y'all! Mr. Mixx! Marquis! Bringin' it y'all! Break it down now!)
Verse 2: Marquis All alone on a night Smokin' on a blunt, all right (What?) My homie Mr. Mixx me on the phone Told me a party on 1.5 Man, that nigga's married, he can't home (Whoo!) Got in the party my pockets fat Bitches on my dick 'cause I'm like that (True.) I got my pistol, jumped into my Now up in the set, who did I A fuck-nigga Atlanta named after me! (What??) I put that red dot up against his And said "Fuck-ass nigga, I kill you dead." The Marquis ain't doin' no time A thought ran across my crazy-ass I looked in his face, he looked like
Siss-ass nigga nothin' but a bitch! (Bring it to me!)
Liberty City! 61st y'all! Gettin' money y'all! 54th y'all! we go (Overtown! 15th y'all! One for 1-5-1! In the back y'all, yeah! now! ... Uh! Yeah, is ya boy Mr. Mixx, Marquis, PSK for the 9-5 shot y'all! Break it down! We up out motherfucker. We'll give it to ya on the next y'all! But until then - peace, love, and mo' pussy