Again - Intellectual

[Intro]

Aye, aye. aye

Ok, ok, ok, ok

Aye, yeah, uh, woo (P-P-P-Lo time to bring the bass back)

Aye, aye, aye

[Verse 1: P-LO]

Hop out do my dance on a bitch

Freak hoe from the back when I hit

I'm a stand up guy never sit

OG told me win it's never quit

Since then I've been a man on a mission

Aye, free the dogs out of prison

You ain't talking bout no racks, then I'm missing

Feeling like I'm Master P with no limit

I'm either getting to the bag or I'm cozy

Aye phone locked 'cause she nosy

Aye I don't want a piece I want the whole thing

Mac pulled up with pack smoked the OZ

See me out in public make a hoe freeze

Big stepping now one do it both feet

Brody want me gone watch him closely

Up like it's nosebleeds up like it's no sleep

[Chorus: P-LO]

Woke up, straight to the bag

Then tomorrow I'ma do this shit again

Woke up, straight to the bag

Then tomorrow I'ma do this shit again

[Verse 2: E-40]

Ugh

I'm excited about my income (I'm excited about my income)

My life is real it's not a sitcom (My life is real it's not a sitcom)

No more selling swivel on a recon (No more selling swivel on a recon)

I'm a fixture not a peon (I'm a fixture not a peon)

They call me Charlie Hustle (They call me Charlie Hustle)

I'm all about my bubble (I'm all about my bubble)

I'll beat you with my knuckles (I'll beat you with my knuckles)

If you don't stay up out my huddle

When people ask me what I've been doing I'm living the dream

Used to serve my yadda wet fresh up off the digi-beam (digi-beam)

Don't play with the scorpio 'cause I sting

I tune you up and make you cry, make you look like that Jordan meme

[Chorus: P-LO]

Woke up, straight to the bag

Then tomorrow I'ma do this shit again

[Verse 3: LaRussell]

Woke up, got straight to it

Running to the bag like I'm late to it

Got so much drive I need brake fluid (Fact)

These niggas don't do it like the Bay do it (Sheesh)

I'ma get the bag or die trying (Sheesh)

You ain't got a bag boy you lying (Sheesh)

Bitch I'm 'bout a bag like I'm DB

Fucking 'round in the lab like I'm DeeDee

Me and my pops built this like woodshop

The brakes went out I wish I could stop

I ain't no mechanic but I make the hood pop

Came from the bottom I need some good top

We been on the grind all weekend

Deep in flow water nigga the deep end

We bend them corners and like to swing

No rag no set I'm with the gang

[Chorus: P-LO]

Woke up, straight to the bag

Then tomorrow I'ma do this shit again

Woke up, straight to the bag

Then tomorrow I'ma do this shit again