Miss P. Lyrics - Singles - Cherish

Yo this is one of them ones when they come on 

It makes you wanna say, ohh 

You cant listen to this low man 

You gotta turn it up know what I'm sayin', ohh 

Yeah cherish, so so def ya'll know, ohh 

This is how it go man double O three 

Felicia holla at 'em 

If I walk up and said whats up 

Would you give me that look and act like your tough? 

As I walked back walked back would you give me the eye 

Admire my strut checking out my look? 

See you look like you'd be the type 

That be getting numbers all night, night, night 

From night baby that's alright 

You be getting numbers so do I 

You could call me M I 

Crooked letter, crooked letter P I M P 

I know you think you got game 

But baby let me tell you you ain't got more than me 

You could call me M I 

Crooked letter, crooked letter P I M P 

I know you think you got game 

But baby let me tell you you ain't got more than me 

Sweety, I'm no freak, so you won't have me 

But I'll have you messed up with the words I speak 

We can be just friends, and you would catch feelings 

You'll be callin' me up and you'll be checkin' it 

I know this might sound like it's hype 

But if I want you boy, you'll be mine, mine, mine 

One take my conversations tight 

'Coz now I got you curious right 

You could call me M I 

Crooked letter, crooked letter P I M P 

I know you think you got game 

But baby let me tell you you ain't got more than me 

You could call me M I 

Crooked letter, crooked letter P I M P 

I know you think you got game 

But baby let me tell you you ain't got more than me 

Yeah I'm in the C H E R I crooked letter H 

And we don't play when it comes to 

Pimpin' this music, pimpin' these tracks 

Pimpin' this game until we get paid 

And we gon' P I M P this music industry 

Until they know our names 

Felicia, Farrah, Fallon, Neosha got you open until these vocals 

Is what you gon' be sayin 

You could call me M I 

Crooked letter, crooked letter P I M P 

I know you think you got game 

But baby let me tell you you ain't got more than me 

You could call me M I 

Crooked letter, crooked letter P I M P 

I know you think you got game 

But baby let me tell you you ain't got more than me 

I cherish bein' a pimp, it ain't necessaryly bad 

I'm not embarassed to demonstrate I party 

They call me Miss Harris, favorite color is orange 

Cherish is glowin', I'm chuch from my head to my toe and 

It's obvious it's showin' 'coz I'm hopin' my color 

Don't bother us when its gametime everyday flametime 

This game shine I have no other choice 

But to blow your mind 

I'm more soldier that the leutenant 

When it's cold I'm in drapes until the floor 

Chinchila, I look good in it with the hood in it 

600 wool in it, we runnin' get money 

Dis honey ain't bullsittin still ain't funny, ain't it? 

Yo pimp showtainin' don't hate on me 

Why don't you go and get you some? 

I'm sayin' my whole crew bangin' 

We stay sharp as tack, it's J.D. and Brat 

Pimpin' this industry to the max believe that 

You could call me M I 

Crooked letter, crooked letter P I M P 

I know you think you got game 

But baby let me tell you you ain't got more than me 

You could call me M I 

Crooked letter, crooked letter P I M P 

I know you think you got game 

But baby let me tell you you ain't got more than me 

You could call me M I 

Crooked letter, crooked letter P I M P 

I know you think you got game 

But baby let me tell you you ain't got more than me 

You could call me M I 

Crooked letter, crooked letter P I M P 

I know you think you got game 

But baby let me tell you you ain't got more than me