CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Return of da Mac (Remix)
Yea
Turn the beat up a little
I like the way you playin the guitar in that motherf**ker
Yea
Yea
You know I don’t play the motherf**kin radio with these b*t*hes
Right before most I’m a motherf**kin mac
Ain’t dealin with no hoe ‘less she got motherf**kin stacks
Watch me work, I keep that, what you motherf**kin bangin?
Free the beak and bubblegum
Send that in and not the bangers
When it come to these hoes, boy the kid got rank
Ain’t no b*t*h I can’t score, feel like Lebron James
I go hard on the sleigh like a real ass n***a
She can hate my f**kin guts but she lovin pimpin
Got my other hoes trippin, tell em I don’t call er
Lost yo job last week, b*t*h and I need koala
Ain’t got nothing but bad boss b*t*hes on my lobster
She might be fine in yo eyes but all I see is dollars
I go hard, I go on a hoe (the mac back)
I’m a mac n***a, you ain’t know (the mac back)
Turn yo back and I’ll take yo hoe (the mac back)
I might hit er, try to break a hoe (the mac back)
And I still hustle on the low (the mac back)
I’d be damned if I’d go for broke (the mac back)
So b*t*h don’t you play with dough (the mac back)
Bring that money, homie play yo role (the mac back)
Turn the beat up a little
I like the way you playin the guitar in that motherf**ker
Yea
Yea
You know I don’t play the motherf**kin radio with these b*t*hes
Right before most I’m a motherf**kin mac
Ain’t dealin with no hoe ‘less she got motherf**kin stacks
Watch me work, I keep that, what you motherf**kin bangin?
Free the beak and bubblegum
Send that in and not the bangers
When it come to these hoes, boy the kid got rank
Ain’t no b*t*h I can’t score, feel like Lebron James
I go hard on the sleigh like a real ass n***a
She can hate my f**kin guts but she lovin pimpin
Got my other hoes trippin, tell em I don’t call er
Lost yo job last week, b*t*h and I need koala
Ain’t got nothing but bad boss b*t*hes on my lobster
She might be fine in yo eyes but all I see is dollars
I go hard, I go on a hoe (the mac back)
I’m a mac n***a, you ain’t know (the mac back)
Turn yo back and I’ll take yo hoe (the mac back)
I might hit er, try to break a hoe (the mac back)
And I still hustle on the low (the mac back)
I’d be damned if I’d go for broke (the mac back)
So b*t*h don’t you play with dough (the mac back)
Bring that money, homie play yo role (the mac back)
