] It's the M, dot O, dot P, ohh! [Will] M, dot O, dot P, ohh! [both] M, dot O, dot P FIYAH! FIYAH! [Chorus One: M.O.P.] [Fame] Now, fill yo' cups up (PUT
Übersetzung: MOP. Put It In The Air.
) Marxmen! [M.O.P.] C'MON! YAOW! YO! C'MON, C'MON! It's the M, dot O dot P, ohh! M, dot O dot P, ohh! M, dot O dot P - FIYAHH! FIYAHH! [Lil' Fame] It
Shit) Yeah and it don't stop, I do a 187 on yo' motherfuckin block Yeah and it don't quit, It's G-Unit in yo? motherfuckin' ass bitch Yeah and it
: (feat. M.O.P.) [M.O.P Intro] Hahahahahaaa Yeah Nigga Whoo.. The Smoke of New York Get up, Come On! Ah! [50 Cent (M.O.P) Chorus] There's nowhere to
'm a get to "Stomping in my Air Force Ones" But you won't be able to tell If it's two pairs or it's one It's just gonna feel like so many feet kicking
'm a get to \"Stomping in my Air Force Ones\" But you won't be able to tell If it's two pairs or it's one It's just gonna feel like so many feet kicking
pick me then I'ma pick on you D-o-double g and I'm here to put this d*** on you I'm stuck on p**** and your's is right Rip ridin' the poles and them
m wicked like three sixes I'm doper than the Pete Rock remixes Never walk through the crowd sluggish I'm hardcore to the Bone, I'm Thuggish Ruggish The
pussy falls like rain Been gettin' laid and paid that's why I never complain If I ain't in it for the money I'm in it for the P (or is it D) It's 1998
flow you might owe me a favor I hear "Hurry up Hov" when I'm out in the public These niggas like that you love it you be it your of it You breathe it we need it bring it
faggots ain't know my status Fuckin with my mathematics you make us savage Five nine one six O, light brown M-E-M-P-H-I-S Bleek put it down [Jay-Z] Its
the money pussy falls like rain Been gettin laid and paid that's why I never complain If I ain't in it for the money, I'm in it for the P It's 1998 yo
you tonight Just put your ear to it, it's like dynamite And it's the Renaissance... Rap Uh, uh, it's the Renaissance... It is the Renaissance Uh... '
Verse One: Big Boi Well it's the M - I - crooked letter, ain't no one better And when I'm on the microphone you best to wear your sweater Cause I'm cooler
so I'm listenin to her nose I'm listenin to them hoes scream "O!" And I'm listenin to them O's go CHOP! P-Funk, Joe and me pumpin on the block, summertime
o'clock in the morning We keep rockin on The workin people runnin like the stop clock is on We got it poppin in the meat market Chicks take a seat, park it
