happy hour the mac & mr. bitches şarkı sözleri

Aye Sac town Mutha fuckas wanna bring the mac out Peter piper better pipe down Sit down lil nigga pipe down Aye Sac town Mutha fuckas wanna bring the mac out Peter piper better pipe down Sit down lil nigga pipe down Bitches ain't touchin' a nigga No trust for you bitches I'll social distance but still f*ck on yo misses Don't rush Mr. Bitches I'll bust on yo bitch No Mac 11 but I'm still dumpin' out pistols Ziccy a thief at night He uh heatin' the mic Eat then he gon' write She and she gon' like He and he gon' bite Freezing kyrpt in a night Me and Teast gon' light Rest In Peace for the night Aye Sac town Mutha fuckas wanna bring the mac out Peter piper better pipe down Sit down lil nigga pipe down Aye Sac town Mutha fuckas wanna bring the mac out Peter piper better pipe down Sit down lil nigga pipe down Return of the Mack, like I got my receipt to Apple Mac turn a nigga holy like chapel My niggas is battle ready for the counter example We smokin' the competition 'til they baffled Goin' crazy 'til they put us in shackles Niggas lazy, watch us grind for the castle Figured lately, I been showin' errybody 'round me passion on a level they ain't never had To witness So my presence unlike Santa, it's completely fuckin' different (Yuh!) I ain't really out here dissin' But if you ain't in my legion then you non-existant I ain't rappin' 'bout these Benzes (No!) Say my name I'm fuckin' trippin' (Yuh!) Spill the game upon the floor and watch a nigga catch a lot of bitches slippin' (Yuh!) Aye Sac town Mutha fuckas wanna bring the mac out Peter piper better pipe down Sit down lil nigga pipe down Aye Sac town Mutha fuckas wanna bring the mac out Peter piper better pipe down Sit down lil nigga pipe down Niggas from the Sac town ain't wanna act out Don't bring ya bitch roun' Ima blow her back out I'ma pull her tracks out Treat her like a cash cow Black out, black out Make the pussy tap out! Black out Tap out Left right up down got them pussy cheat codes got you niggas lapped now I'ma do the race Made her think i'm movin' fast now Hit the pussy Raw and then I put that bitch on Smackdown Watch me kick it like I'm Donnie Yen Got em christian like they born again (Hol' up) Count the chickens that I got from hens Jason Bourne I'm shootin for the ten I'll watch you niggas snore you sleepin' bored again All my niggas Fors we rough and tough like men It's Happy Hour can't afford to lose again, and all my niggas focused, got no time for Friends F*CK Aye Sac town Mutha fuckas wanna bring the mac out Peter piper better pipe down Sit down lil nigga pipe down Aye Sac town Mutha fuckas wanna bring the mac out Peter piper better pipe down Sit down lil nigga pipe down Aye Sac town Mutha fuckas wanna bring the mac out Peter piper better pipe down Sit down lil nigga pipe down Aye Sac town Mutha fuckas wanna bring the mac out Peter piper better pipe down Sit down lil nigga pipe down
Sanatçı: Happy Hour
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