Mr.
[Intro from the original PSK, slows down and switches to this
Uh! it to me now!) (Yeah! '85 ... PSK! '95 shot! Here we go now! Uh! it to me!
Chorus: Brother PSK, we makin' green Bitches always say what the hell it mean? P is for the people who can't How one real became a real man S is for the way I skeet in mouth One by one we 'em out Man, them other niggas, ain't did nothin' K is for the way Mr. be cuttin' on 'till the break of dawn We gettin' cold money; this time ON!
(Rock on ................. it down now!)
Verse 1: Brother on the block, on the avenue Shootin' a dice, sippin' on some brew She had a big ass and a Mercedes (Woo!) Turned and seen this fine young lady I said, Fine lady, now lookin' real nice Sweeter than honey, and spice (Right.) her my name was Brother Marquis You know my reputation, hoe, I'm just a Heard about the way you that thang She said, Marquis, I know your I said, yo, baby girl, tell you no lies (What?) 'Cause all I do is uh, get ya high, And uh, lay ya down and do the body She said on, and we got in the car Took a little to a fancy bar (What?) Got gin, some juice, some coke I tell ya, my nigga, this ain't no Before a fuck', yo, I got some head (What?) Took me to the crib, me on the bed I knew this was a rich whore She gave me $100, but I some more
(Uh! Bring it now!)
(One now! Overtown! Liberty City! Carol City! Highway 5! 15th! 61st! Yeah! Down flavor, y'all! Mr. Mixx! Marquis! Bringin' it back y'all! Break it now!)
2: Brother Marquis All alone on a night Smokin' on a blunt, feelin' all (What?) My Mr. Mixx called me on the phone Told me 'bout a 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 cool like (True.) I got my pistol, into my ride Now up in the set, who did I A from Atlanta named after me! (What??) I put red dot up against his head And said "Fuck-ass nigga, I should you dead." The real Marquis ain't doin' no A thought ran across my crazy-ass I looked in his face, he looked shit
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! it down! We up out this motherfucker. We'll give it to ya on the next y'all! But until then - peace, love, and mo' pussy