Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 535 Percent, artist - Mac Mall. Date of issue: 18.03.2012
Song language: English
535 Percent |
| I be that five hundred thirty-fiv |
| Type of nigga that’s quick to snatch yo bitch |
| In my Cadillac drop her at the first strip |
| Stay loaded off her but don’t call Griff |
| All my hollows in backwoods just for lips |
| We can kick it in the S with thousand dolla kicks |
| Young ridaz from the 5, don’t care trick |
| Suckaz call us Crestside most scandalous |
| Yeaaah, my crew rollin' with you know who |
| Can’t a nigga from the strip leave ya blue |
| Hoes cruisin' and Cuddies goin back and forth |
| You want dick in your life, bitch come to the North |
| You might find me on the Sawyer S-T |
| I get jankie off the A-V-E |
| Under the tree with the cuddie Dubee |
| Sleep Dank and Telly I see L-O-V-E |
| W-G, Young Von and Looney |
| Hoovie, Lil' J, Tic Toc and Mainey |
| Mannish, eat a pea get cabbage |
| Much love to Pug and all the niggas from the club |
| Double R, G-B's and Looies |
| What’s up, What’s up |
| Yeah Mackin Ass Mall ya know |
| Rollin with the five thirty fiv Beeyatch |
| Yeah, so Crack the heem, blaze the hollow and get lit |
| Cuz we five hundred and thirty five percent |
| Now how many ways can a playa represent |
| These Westside residents, five thirty-five percent |
| We pimp for Luciano, lead never follow |
| With hollows up in my rallow, me be quick to swallow |
| So carrots to figures, niggas perpetratin game |
| Niggas with big thangs |
| I bangs, bring the heat |
| Dirty Dub to the East |
| Game controlla', Fetti folda' |
| As I release these pieces that give you sqeezas |
| the reasons to be served |
| Niggaz all across the nation my game status be worthy |
| I’m hurtin hookers, ?ghetto jukers? |
| in every aspect |
| Ain’t nothin' to it, we move units down to the last deck |
| We definitely shy, mobbin out the gates, hoggin is a trait |
| And we fly state to state |
| Holla' 53 fifths |
| To the hookers in? |
| jiffs? |
| Life’s fo sheezy |
| I’m with my five three feezy |
| We down to five hundred thirty-five percent |
| Universally representin' soft shit |
| So crack the heem, blaze the hollow and get lit |
| Representin' five hundred thirty-five percent |
| Yeah uh, guess who’s back in the mothafuckin' house |
| Game stackin', Sleep Dank the «Total Package» |
| We hit the scenery blazin' hollow gettin' lit |
| Representin' five hundred thirty-five percent |
| My niggas airtight, poppin' at the clubs so now it’s on |
| Wit my niggas Lil' Dangerous and Mr. Cardo |
| So baby round up your crew, drinks is on me |
| We can heavy conversate, tanqueray, hennessey |
| I heard your click was bomb shit |
| It’s all good cuz the niggas that I talk with |
| For surely soft shit |
| My cuddie Sugawolf Pimp bangin' at yo' spot |
| My nigga Young Short, he got the dance floor locked |
| Forever doin' this universally, after parties being thrown |
| Tr&s hit the spot like national emergencies |
| What’s your status, hide your bread, oh you ain’t able? |
| Oh you ain’t stable? |
| You gotsta bounce on my nigga’s table |
| Cuz it’s all about the bill ya’ll |
| Cuz it’s all about the dolla' dolla' bill ya’ll |