Curren$y - Com.3 lyrics

[Master P *talking*] Yo Mike take me to the commercial man So I can tell why I never fall off You know what I'm saying, before I do I sell all the houses and cars I got I'm a hustler man, we losin and get it back easy But you know what, I ain't just bout the music man I'm sellin clothes, the P.Miller clothes You go pick that up, if you ain't got it Got the P.Miller pads, you know, where the jeans came from Well, the girls gotta have that Than I got the new watches man You ain't gotta go to Jacobs no more to get no watch man I got the iced out colour ice, it's called Master Pieces So y'all better pick that up real soon And you go to Circus City man and pick up my platinum speakers man I got amp speakers, tweeters, all that type of stuff Oh yeah, you ain't gotta go to Nike or Adidas and all that no more I got the P.Miller Jump-Off's man, I got the shoes and the tennis shoe I'ma let my lil partner, Curren$y take y'all to my tennis shoe commercial Y'all can see what I'm talkin bout, handle that, braw *beat falls in* [Curren$y] Man, a dude should have been in the league And jump shots are monster, mo player are scared of his D And you should cop a pair of these sneaks Rather you got game on the court, or you play in the street Jump Off's, you gotta respect that there So light-weight, feels like you walkin on air So good and the posers are most not fair A lil pair of defenders just stop and stare Rather you play big, and rather you play small If you like to a**ist or if you above all Or if you just a fan in the game P.Miller, new sneakers, Jump Off's, remember the name