Tell them niggaz that be holdin the wall, fuck yall!!
Hit the flo start shakin it all, yes yall
What we drinking, we drinking it all
We gon do it til we cant or we fall, last call
Tell them mutherfuckers holding the wall, fuck yall!!
Hit the flo start shaking it all, yes yall
What we drinking, we drinking it all
We gon do it til we cant or we fall, Last call
Now look here
Im gon hit da club man, Im gon get some love
Im the coolest nigga aint gon spend more than a dub
I will tell dem broads and her chickenhead friend
No Fahrarri, no Jag, no Bentley, or a Benz
Might just play the wall with this mean look on my grill
Act like Im da hater, the Haitian from Hateville
I remember her I like she dont remember me
When I was Cadillac, Coupe Deville, and Chicken Head Drillin
Im gon get dat fresh fire fade and then Im gon get laid
Like some finger-waves on pay day, my lady, you gon get paid
Makin a early morning serenade for you to start your day
Or the sound of a starter pistol fired close to where you lay
Last call for alcohol, make a fast call for the hay
The dirtier dot has informed me, The drought has ended today
Wit no delay
And a, four piece brizzle we on our way
For a brief stay in a sweet place and a petite face to play
The boy so wild dont crack no smile
Closet like the wild kingdom, fox makes the crocodile
Pop tops and what we drink, so sit back for a while
Matter a fact, light that, and Ill be right back
They want a couple more bottles I got something for em to swallow
Anybody ever told you look like a model?
You know the story, she bit the hook line the follow
Got my hooks in the back and Im a grind until tomorrow
They call me Mac-Rapalicious, and when I bubble
I blow-Trouble up, in your ear
They call me Mac-Rapalicicious, and when I bubble
Its, trouble all up in your ear
Yes, I know when to excite dem hoes
Me coat, reptilian feet, bite them hoes
Got a partner on his mind sick, he say he loved it
So cope strung I strip a bitch, Why he so dumb?
Im so pimp its ridiculous
Got tinted windows on my ride Im inconspicuous
Bump wit this gritty thang
She aint yours you wish she was
We dont stop, its so repeated and continuous
Mello Copone, Don Huggy Bear
Pokey the fuckin pimpolous aint that cute but stick em out them drawers
Im so infamous, dead serious!!!
From da club, to da caddy, to da holiday in
From the dusk til the dawn we gon do it again
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