Doe B - Return Of Da Mac lyrics

rate me

Yeah, cut the beat up a little

Yeah, yeah

First before the most, I’m a motherfucking Mac

I ain’t dealing with no hoe that she got motherfucking stacks

She work that kick at, what’s your motherfucking thing?

Feed them bubble gums see the heat...

When they come to these hoes but a key got a ring

Bitch I can’t school, feeling like Lebron James

Go hard on a slick like a real ass nigger

Nigger hate my fucking buzz but she loving my pimping

All that hoe tripping to my own call

Lost your job last week, bitch I need a koala

Ain’t got nothing but bad boss bitches on my lobster

She might be fine in your eyes but all in see is dollars

I go hard, I go on a hoe (the mac back)

I’m a mac nigger you ain’t know (the mac back)

Turn your back and I take it home (the mac back)

I might hit her try to break a hoe (the mac back)

And I still hustle on the low (the mac back)

I’d be damned if I go for broke (the mac back)

So bitch don’t you play with dough (the mac back)

Bring that money home and play your role (the mac back)

I keep all my hoes in line like a motherfucking clinic

And I stay in their mouth like a motherfucking dentist

When it come to this pimpin, ain’t no motherfucking limit

Popping pills, lean sipping still fucking on my kidney

I got hoes all in Texas, I got hoes all in Memphis

Miami and Atlanta I got hoes out in Philly

Got my bitch all out in Callie

And she set for less than 50

..every year she make a killing

Take a niggers shopping spending racks in Atlanta

...all she do is looking pretty

She hate my fucking guts but she loving my pimping

I go hard, I go on a hoe (the mac back)

I’m a mac nigger you ain’t know (the mac back)

Turn your back and I take it home (the mac back)

I might hit her try to break a hoe (the mac back)

And I still hustle on the low (the mac back)

I’d be damned if I go for broke (the mac back)

So bitch don’t you play with dough (the mac back)

Bring that money home and play your role (the mac back)

I got hoes selling peels but my name in they deals

All this ice in my wrist got my arms with the chill

...say I’m tripping

I’m classy choke bill from the drizzle bitch

I’m your counselor, your daddy

I coffin full of money I almost put your body in it

Call the bitch chin like eyes...

Bitch you run my mouth like my hand on the trigger

Nigger call the car, what’s the work? Or stay still

She could be a pretty bitch gotta be a straight dealer

Would you like cash register? Yeah I’m the worst

The mac back, the mac back, the mac back

The mac back, the mac back, the mac back

The mac back, the mac back, the mac back