Master P

[Intro: SipTee]
Uh-uh, yeah
SipTee, I'm him, uh-uh
(Who that? Trell)
Look

[Chorus: SipTee]
Black sheep of the family
I know I get fly, but sometimes I feel like I landed, uh-uh
And you wouldn't understand it
I got plenty scars and you can't heal 'em with a bandage, uh-uh
I got my focus on
I been 'bout my cheese, so in my pockets I got provolone, uh-uh
Damn, my shoulders strong
I been had the city on my back, I know they holding on, uh-uh

[Verse 1: SipTee]
Won't help you make the money, but they still gon' help you spend it
She like me tennis chains 'cause I got diamonds in my pendant
She know I been gettin' racks and I ain't never played tennis
And I stay in her mouth, they shoulda took her to the dеntist
Like, don't play with me, know that Draco stay with me
I don't want your lovе, I want that cookie just like Baby D
I ain't from LA, I keep a rondo, I play for keeps
When I up that Blick, they know to run, though, don't play with me
I'm a natural born sinner, baby, come eat me for dinner, baby
How you take L when you surrounded by these winners, baby?
We can't fuck in the car 'cause I'm know for knocking off fenders, baby
And no, I am not one of them, them niggas you like tender, baby (Tender baby)

[Chorus: SipTee]
Black sheep of the family
I know I get fly, but sometimes I feel like I landed, uh-uh
And you wouldn't understand it
I got plenty scars and you can't heal 'em with a bandage, uh-uh
I got my focus on
I been 'bout my cheese, so in my pockets I got provolone, uh-uh
Damn, my shoulders strong
I been had the city on my back, I know they holding on, uh-uh

[Verse 2: Roi]
I swear I came from nothin', so these diamonds mean a lot
Thirty bags of some exotic, spent the profit on a watch
Girl, don't play with me, my bitch know I'm pushin' P
Twenty thousand dollars on his head, I'm tryna make him bleed
I ain't took a Xanax in a minute, I been losin' sleep
Monsta call my phone about some beef, I know it's time to eat
Really rich off trappin', yo lil' nigga can't compare to me
Went and spent my profit up in Kris, I coulda bought a Jeep (Uh)
She know I'ma trap nigga, I don't fuck with rap niggas
I put all them stones up in my mouth, she say I act differernt
Richer than yo' last nigga, my trap full of bags, nigga
Two hundred just put me in the game, I'm flyin' past niggas

[Chorus: SipTee]
Black sheep of the family
I know I get fly, but sometimes I feel like I landed, uh-uh
And you wouldn't understand it
I got plenty scars and you can't heal 'em with a bandage, uh-uh
I got my focus on
I been 'bout my cheese, so in my pockets I got provolone, uh-uh
Damn, my shoulders strong
I been had the city on my back, I know they holding on, uh-uh

[Outro: SipTee]
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