Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mac Dre'vious, artist - Mac Dre. Album song It's Not What You Say…It's How You Say It, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 30.12.2001
Record label: Thizz Nation
Song language: English
Mac Dre'vious |
What is his name? |
What is his other name though? |
The guru of pimpin'. |
Mac guru mo’gimpin' |
The guru of pimpin' |
As I walk through the crowd I could hear necks snappin' |
I here voices saying Oh gee, He rappin'? |
Its mackin’funky fresh in the flesh |
You might see me in the traffic rolling SS |
Or GS Excursion or Navi, |
Or maybe Range Rovin’perkin’with some ??? |
Its daddy recruitin’hoes that love goosin' |
Robbin’and shootin', indulged in prostitution |
I’m goosin', juicin’and game inducin' |
To claim restitution, I ain’t got no suits and |
Quit mother goosin’this ain’t no story |
I’m a cutthoat pimp fighting for my glory |
It’s me, MD, bitch follow me And we can get paid like dick swallowing |
Bada bing bada bang, it really ain’t no thang |
I’m deep in this game, and you a freakyness dame |
So we can exchange the pimpin’for the hoe-in |
Baby you ain’t knowin’the top is where I’m goin' |
There’s no one that could ever do it better |
I gets my cheddar, mozzarella or whatever. |
Or whatever, the earth is my turf |
Where I roam is my home, cutthoat rolling stone |
Catch me with ladies in a fuckin’Mercedes |
Countin’fetti while I’m sucking on tetties |
I dress eighties, keep it old schoolish |
So shut the fuck up nigga and let me do this |
Who this? |
Oh its you |
You got ??? |
for me baby bring it with that other two |
I’m blinging and because of you, I live Lav' |
Everything I want is everything I have |
It’s the lifestyle of the sav’and lavish |
Girl money makes the world twirl, I’m having cabbage |
Kick back relax let me bust one mo' |
I’m a gun slinger partner I do a gung ho Got a dumb flow, keep more than one ho It’s Mr. Hicks in the mix nigga hear me in the gumbo |
Run ho, your squares a box |
And I’m a thug, the kind of guy that will swear to your pops |
I fled from the cops, and sold rocks in my past time |
And jack fools straight faced with no mask I’m |
A cutthoat, I don’t have to prove it to ya |
I’ll leave ya ass up with buckshots movin’through ya |
I’ma do ya like you never been done |
Have you screaming I need bullets hurry up run |