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Mac Sauce > (feat. Tbk mac & Artisy)

f8 mac sauce > (feat. tbk mac & artisy) şarkı sözleri

Ayy, too easy I call it layup Every time you see me way too sharp gotta shape up Hated on us in high school, they see us Now, I bet they hate us Yeah she see me drippin' down, she wanna come over to cater I guess that Mac sauce is her new flavor Told her give the game up she can't breathe without me nigga She call me her Mac inhaler, she never a trader She know I make her braver, She with me if we goin' under, she my caretaker Uh, caretaker, band maker, back breaker Tax taker, hella hoes mad haters Love language, baby, let me translate you Tell you somethin', baby, why you playin' with em We match like the Power Rangers, don't you turn a stranger Your boyfriend gon' be in danger If you switchin' up, marshmallow to my Reese's cup She wanted an early brunch, came through dug her out in her stomach tummy tuck Got the key, I'm leasing her, high notes like Aliyah uh Show love like Alicia does Pictures Mona Lisa yea Round the world we eating yea, passport and a visa yea Can't see me I'm John Cena yea, Niggas wanna be me yea, yea I guess that Mac sauce is her new flavor Told her give the game up she can't breathe without me nigga She call me her Mac inhaler, she never a trader She know I make her braver, She with me if we goin' under, she my caretaker I guess that Mac sauce is her new flavor Told her give the game up she can't breathe without me nigga She call me her Mac inhaler, she never a trader She know I make her braver, She with me if we goin' under, she my caretaker
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