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lanes with a lady tryna make a son
Sunny out, top back, hustle just to get a stack
Struggle but I'm still a mac
Play it safe, f*** that

And I'm back in

of these tags  
Ran out fuck a bag 
I don't needa sag
Mac a bitch then make her feel bad 

Fuck you feelings man 
Come from where I'm coming from I don't

yeah)
No Mac be needed
(No No)
My shawty a goodie
(Goodie goodie)
Body be banging
(Body be banging)
My shawty a goodie
(Yeah yeah)
Attitude Boogie

Niggas be trapping today
Load up the Mac and it spray
Had to do sell dope everyday
Working to drive in a range
Fly to the bay
95th that was the place

with macs in the bag and got shooters that comin with straps in they hand
Get the fuck out my face
Get the fuck out my face

Get the fuck out my face

it 
Drips in my walk
She like how talk 
Mac game install
Cocky yeah I brawl 
They mad cause I'm winning, get real tight cause I'm grinning
I don't get

But I'm the Damn fool for wanting you to eat too
Tru.. To the Game I be kicking 
Preach what I kNo 
Yeah it's only Mac Religion 
Float like a butterfly

rocket fella 
play a beat I don't need the cheddar 
Part the clouds let's all rock together

Woo RiP Mac, now Nigga let's start
Iceman flow make you grow

And if I ever saw you only thing I thought was
You're the man Mac, you got the fuckin' plan Mac
Got that good vibe, that chillin' out that good life
That

lil' nigga stop frontin'
When I hit his block all the niggas start runnin'
Why? They already know what's coming
Mac on my hip ain't talkin' McMuffin

Im livvin'
And Im givin
All the sinning
That been blending
With descending
Thoughts of ending
But I know I'm winning
Rip mac know I'm swimming
Rip mac

I’m on yo ass
Start talking get smacked
Push ya fitted way back
Toting that mac
Like the queen of the trap
Loaded with all of them straps
My dawgs is

before the bird we balling harder than ya
We only whipping v-12s don't bring no chargers in here
We make them Mac-11's squeeze don't let my shottas get ya

different let me show you
Okay I got that
Now let me hear a different flow before I call Mac
I’m back to having just a lack of time to make a better rhyme
You

I hate the big mac which tastes like rat
The double cheese burger that made me much fat
Now I'm in the cesso to expell all this shit
La cacarell m'ha

qué uma supreme

Deita na cama te taco neve

Olha pra mim com meu tô flex

Nois evolui, a cena ta mac


Olha PA nois tamo na mansão

E essa bitch não

Verse 1: (lil wayne)

Ha ha ha ha check it
Its me thats creepin through the back
And the black on black
Lil soldier with a mac
I bust back till it

Lookin' and feelin' like nothin' but a Mac 
See, the bell rang and I got my dash 
Fellin' good cause it was the last day of school and I passed 
No moms

100 big mac

Hah, som hørte min rap
Og ville ha en sånn smukkas
Er jeg blakk, kan a bare ta seg en ekstra jobb
som tjukkas
Uten denna dama
Dør kokken
Du

matter where you at we always catch you lacking
Ima hop out of the car like Grim Reaper, Soul Snatcher
Call a n***a McDonald coz I keep two Big Macs
Got

send shots he load him up until the mac hit
I see bodies all around they doing backflips
Ain't no sleep bitch I don't have a mattress
Had to cuff cause I

I hate the big mac which tastes like rat
The double cheese burger that made me much fat
Now I'm in the cesso to expell all this shit
La cacarell m'ha

of the Gatti
Oh my God
I need a Mac, 10 and 11 I’m never gonna lack
Oh my God
She throw it back
I only hit her when I’m in the back
Oh My
Drip Drop, Ice on my

faço rap desde o tempo que eu era moleque
Agora consome o meu som como se fosse comida do Mac
E neste mic attack tu sabes que eu manti black
Meu flow e