Greens, Cornbread, and Cabbage

[Master P] What's up niggas and bitches (ugh) We ain't no motherfucking rookies at making cowards (we ain't no rookies at making fame) Fetti nigga (fetti) that's why I'm gon' call this fedex (fedex) It's all about moola (moola) that money (money) scrilla (scrilla) All mighty motherfucking dollar (all mighty dollar) Hundreds (hundreds) thousands (thousands) millions (millions) and trillions (trillions) We got this shit sewed up nigga (sewed up) From the south (from the south) to the midwest (to the midwest) To the west (to the west coast) to the east coast (to the east coast) Y'all know how to get yo scrilla (y'all know how to get yo scrilla) Hoes in the club showing love ask Tela I got hoes on the beeper just like mosquitoes Niggas want to fuck with the P I'm making scrilla (scrilla) Labeled and tagged me yo neighborhood dealer. Got this game gripped got the hoes wanting sacks Got niggas in the hood waiting on me for crack Fifteen five for a key now I'm rolling Gold thangs hit the block nigga but it ain't stolen And I came to get my keys for the sound and the edibowa Nigga I ain't Scarface but got the money and the power Coming down hard (hard) living in the south (south) Got killers watching my back with that gold in they mouth Bitches getting broked on (broked on) for motherfucking P Agent c station