Mixtape :
Macadelic
Year : 2012You can bet your ass I’m sippin’
Groupies fall in love
I’m like bitch you must be trippin’
I’m just tryin’ to fuck and she just need tuition
Why you tryin’ to stunt, you need to play your own position
Never gave a fuck, but nothin’ ‘bout me changed
Still roll up them blunts, got diamonds in my chain
Yea you heard me, I got diamonds in my chain
But it don’t make a difference if you climb in the rain
Two hundred shows, Imma kill more
I just sold out that Phill Moore
Got a Bentley ye, make a mill more
And the number one spot on the billboard
Yea people lie, numbers won’t
Keep me high, drugs is close
Growing up, poke up
Watch you all go up in smoke
I like my music real loud, real loud
Can you turn that shit up for me right now, right now?
Here it come, there it go
Ask your homies, ask your hoes
If you didn’t now you know
Never keep your pockets low
I like my music real loud, real loud
Can you turn that shit up for me right now, right now?
Here she comes, there she go
Never chasing after hoes
If you didn’t now you know
Never keep your pockets low
Imma get that Grammy soon, fuck you magazine
Jordan gonna have my shows, still fuck your magazine
Have my team and that pack of meat
Can I germ be banging in that glassoline?
When I went to every high-school class would be
Tryin’ to fuck their female faculty
I crazy little fuck
Good thing my head don’t run away
I experiment the drugs but I will never fuck with gay
I just made a million dollars, still I think I’m under-paid
Fuck with me? Kind no way
When you meet me better stand up straight
What about raps? Yea got raps
Hurts like shit better think about that
For the pesos, getting bank roll Imma lay low, chill
Just let that stack uh
People lie, numbers won’t
Keep me high, drugs is close
Growing up, poke up
Watch you all go up in smoke
I like my music real loud, real loud
Can you turn that shit up for me right now, right now?
Here it come, there it go
Ask your homies, ask your hoes
If you didn’t now you know
Never keep your pockets low
I like my music real loud, real loud
Can you turn that shit up for me right now, right now?
Here she comes, there she go
Never chasing after hoes
If you didn’t now you know
Never keep your pockets low
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