Suwak & Otor ŻLB

I'm not a player I just fuck a lot. Some chicken backin' me, bought me a daiquiri Told me meet her in back in Zachary's Cause she heard I was packin' me I bagged the freak and hit the telly Got the fillies, lifted the belly You put it in her mouth like Hakanelli Far from ugly, but they used to say I'm too chubby But since the money, the honey's got nothin' but love for me So rub my tummy and make a wish I'll make you rich, take a kiss to the flicks Come back and fix your favorite dish You crazy bitch, I ain't with that I'ma hit that, split back to the shack with my other chicks Now can you dig that? I'm the Mack, doin' my thing Pullin' your strings, makin' you feel like you in a dream

Piosenka na pianinie. Drew Wells and Chris Stowell got a mac and funny style. He ain't watchin' you, he'd rather watch his money plow. Can't protect treasures when it's in a glass house. Soon as he turn the corner, I'ma turn the sound full blown.

Wracamy za sekundkę. Yeah, as a shorty, playing in the front yard of the crib, I fell down and I bumped my head. Somebody held me up and asked me if I bumped my head. I said, yeah. So then they said, oh, so that means you're gonna switch it on them. I said, yeah, flip mode. Flip mode is the greatest. You know, and as a shorty, I was always told that if I ain't gonna be part of the greatest, I gotta be the greatest myself. Piosenka na pianinie.

They hold raws, events in different continents. Put my lyrical contents in monuments. In ghetto garments, I rock a towel like a pharaoh. Mind travel, design style like apparel. My fashions last long as a lifetime. That's how I can see the future when the guard right by. They mad cuz I manage to reign so long. Like they dance to get money done, came and gone. This is strictly for my listeners on the corners at night. And the sisters that be keeping us right when I be on the mic.