Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mayor , by - Pac Div. Release date: 08.03.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Mayor |
| Just another day out in sunny LA |
| There’s dealers in the streets and the coppers don’t play |
| Got my 501 jeans, my crew neck sweater |
| Saggin' in my pants cuz I don’t know better |
| In any weather we stay the flyest |
| Killas on my side case u suckas wanna try us |
| Numbers in my phone, I’m so player |
| Feelin' so good I think I might run for mayor |
| I might run for mayor |
| Nigga ask your momma I’m a muthafuckin' player |
| If I see your girlfriend starin', I’m a take her |
| That’s word to my cousin up in Oakland with the scraper |
| 501 jeans yeah that’s my flavor |
| Crew neck sweaters in the club, fuck a blazer |
| Button up under case the bouncer is a hater |
| Straight to the bar for a couple shots of jaeger |
| If I see a nice thin light skin I’m a game her |
| Tell her I’m big Mibbs and I’m runnin' for mayor |
| She digs my speeds and guess where I’m a take her |
| Back to the crib where I can blaze her |
| Modern Joe Frazier second round knock out |
| When I pull the cock out, baby see you later |
| I think around 8 or 9 I’m a wake her up |
| Kick her out, then go pick up my paper |
| I might run for mayor |
| Cruise through the city in a booger green pacer |
| Got ya girl wit me, I’m so player |
| Pullin' hoes since Bo Jackson was a Raider |
| Everything’s tailored, from the Chuck Taylor’s |
| Check the steering wheel in my car, that’s gator |
| Sip liquor straight, I don’t need chasers |
| Drink a pint of hen, I’m cursin' like a sailor |
| I’m so major, sit back and watch me |
| Bought my 501's and my sweater from the swap meet |
| Music up loud, coppers wanna stop me |
| Mad cuz I’m young black makin' that broccoli |
| Hangin' wit the possie, niggas wanna copy |
| But I’m too fly so the squares can’t jock me |
| Watch how they jock me, I’m so player |
| Feelin' so good I think I might run for mayor |
| Yeah I might run for mayor |
| I’m scandalous with the papers |
| LA county, the planet of the gangsters |
| Get ya cameras and tapers |
| Ya boy hustle hard like Rambis for the Lakers |
| Riding by zoom but we boom wit the base muffle |
| Fly as a space shuttle, cool as a rain puddle |
| Who wanna make trouble |
| Pimp hand heavy no half stepping |
| Like old school Daddy Kane for ya |
| Its a shame on you, what you lames gone do |
| You’s a bitch, we make it rain on you |
| Yea the dames come through |
| We decked out with hoes, draw circles around tens |
| Then ex out the O’s, boy check out my pose |
| Stan Smith classic fresh out the grove |
| Look who crept out the stove |
| Keep a bad one like she fresh out the Vouge |
| Then we go shopping like we fresh out the clothes |
| Gimme that, shopping bags, popping tags, I’m a smash |
| From the side of the tracks, where the homies talk trash |
| You can only sight see if you got a pass, the mayor |
| I might run for mayor |
| Feelin' so good I think I might run for mayor |