Intro
RJ
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Naw man, all bitches are the same Just like my hoes You know, I keep 'em broke Wake up one morning with some money They're subject to go crazy, you know I keep 'em looking good Pretty, and all that, you know But no dough When I get a bitch, I get a bitch (oh, right on) Remember, that, Mac, the Bear? (yeah) Tried to steal one of my bitches I called him up on telephone, I said "Come on over to the pad and Lets rap a taste on it" Ya know, so when he comes over I told her to give him a little taste Cause he sure as shit wasn't Getting any from me See, that nigga wanted that honey All we wants is the money uhh Rich off Mackin' mustard on the beat, hoe Papa was a pimp and momma Used to ho and strip They fucked each other comin' up With they next lick And nine months later from December '86 The coldest nigga Jesus died for exists And bitch, when you ever buyin' somethin'? Find me when you're tryin' somethin' Out in the sands of Qatar With my Hawaiian somethin' (uhh) Me always lying somethin' (nah) , no brick like a flyin' dutchman Now I could say I love you Or we can toast out the struggle Taught you how to hustle Took the charge without a sample Learned to work the wrists Had the grips without a knuckle Stretchin' every dollar Grip until you tear a muscle I know you been challenged before And I didn't die close Without challengin' doors But I can show you What good management's for Shouldn't askin' for more That's what amateurs' for and Okay she thinner cause she Favor Britney Winter i breakin' up in her On her knees like a sinner Skip the seasons for winter Then proceeded to sin her If she leave with a nigga Then what you mean, i'ma kill her With kindness Pull up with a very very nice bitch 'Cause the models list game is so enticin' With the gray shit Wrapped around our diamonds Lookin' like Sisqo's hair stylist dyed it Your friends hustled, they're all indited Only fly shit, next like a high kick Never mind shit, this Choice, RJ shit (RJ) That Outcast too, andre shit Whole hydration, still bump Dre shit I'm Mack I mastered the art of communication And if I'm mackin' your daughter She entertainment Got her in the back of the car She started faintin' Open up your mind, go viral And live a baller I'ma spin without a spiral All I miss that make the horns off a rhino And nigga I can tell that bitch poor by her bio All these hoes on them lines like a high post So when it's time to socialize I supply the dope you question your bitch Where about she in and out of those I need that honour roll Dress it like a compost I told her love is whatever Hang off your key chain Look in the mirror and all You see is a cliche i know you faded Treat everyday like your P day But you keep me paid, and get your weave fade And cold weather I knows better Slang that fourth letter Hoes give me neck 'til they throat swell up I'm so developed, out the mud like Coachella A gorilla, bag dope in a dope sweater I'm a boss nigga, I be late on time My last bitch ain't work out I had to exercise you think you know me But there's more than one side to a story I pack a 40 Playing smart like I'm valedictorian
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