MAC MALL

MAC MALL - Mac-Nificent lyrics

All praise is due

Yeah

To the Mac disciples

Fo' sho'

Let no bitch go unbroke

[VERSE 1]

I'm from the corner of the Earth, a loc hood, a thug turf

Itty-bitty city where we all do dirt

Can't tell you 'bout 'beef', but yo, I sho' know 'funk'

When niggas slide up on ya, start the Must' and dump

See, I'm from a small town where the hogs is found

Hope the pigs don't squeal while I chase this mill

Won't be wearin Air Nikes, maybe gator boots

And kick the head off a lame bitch, about my loot

Now I ain't no pimp, Mall mo' Mac-nificient

Manipulatin master, hittin hoes like licks

I know your man ain't sauce like this

He can wear 10 Rolexes, that nigga still be a trick

While every word I bless you with

'll have you light-headed and make your puss wet

Gods gift to mackin, all y'all privileged

To get touched by the Messiah and bear witness

As a young crumbsnatcher I perfected the art

Control a woman through her mind and heart

And her body gon' follow

Little mama quick to grab the ??rallo??

And blast like it ain't no tomorrow

If I tell her, now you can have all the pussy you want

But when I hoe get a mack in her life, she can't front

I bump a bitch from Donald Trump and have her smokin on blunts

She gettin my bread while I get crunked

I'm Mac-nificient

[CHORUS]

For the world to see

What the youngsters strive to be

For bosses and the ghetto elite

Mac-nificient

For the suckers to hate

For the fake that try to duplicate

But only those who know can relate

Mac-nificient

For my niggas who never had no chance

For my family doin years in the pen

I'm Mac-nificient

For all my niggas from the gutter

Keep it mackin, muthafucka, we ain't never goin under

Mac-nificient

[VERSE 2]

You might catch me out in L.A. smokin on a pair of quajay

With a broad that like to go both ways

And down to do everything I say

It's major cool every time we parlay

Cause mayn, some real freaky shit take place

Like grindin in my Vee-doub, gettin major dick sucked

Doin 160, 'bout to bust me a big nut

The life that I lead

Fast money, fly bitches and weed

If you'se a player, then follow my lead

I teach you how to be coach

And not just a mark for a punk-rock hoe

If you'se a ???? teach her how to be shob

Stand tall through it all

Plus stay on top, so next time you say 'game'

You better see me, Young Khomeiny

With a 100 carat mouth piece

Every line silky like a Taiwan weave

Ain't no tellin where you see me

With them felons, boy, poppin them p's

We mac-nificient

[CHORUS]

[VERSE 3]

All praise is to the greatest

Mallennium keep em fascinated

Our part of game elevated, the shit you on is basic

Now you can be a dope dealer, a sick lick hitter

Big rap star or $5-ass nigga

A killer with nothin to lose

To a multi-millionnaire muthafucka shootin hoops

And still be a buster, you know how fools do

Quick to count on every route they choose

Then wonder why the bitch won't obey your rules

Suffer square snooze you lose

Could never walk a day in my shoes

I keep it in a Mac fashion, stickin to my own script

Gleamin like a fine-cut diamond

Mac-nificient

Aight come on, Fem

[CHORUS]

Yes sir

M-a-c y'all

Young M-a-c Mall

Boss game Ayatollah Khomeiny 535% proof

You know what I'm sayin?

Keepin this shit Mac-nificient

Everybody ain't able, mayn

Please believe, nephew

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