JAMIE KENNEDY & STU STONE - Mattress Mack lyrics

rate me

Yeah, Paul Wall baby

Swishahouse

Jamie Kennedy whattup Stu

Yeah, it's some mattress macks baby

You already know

Yo, I'm the mattress mack

Touched down in H-Town with a glass of 'gnac

I got a glass of sizzurp, pass the lean

Me Stu and Paul Wall on that gasoline

I'm swangin and bangin, comin down in the slab

Still tippin, lookin for a girl's booty to grab

Yeah we parking lot pimpin girls, sit and dey watch

Pop trunk, Getty 4's with invisible tops

I'm throwed, so cold, ice grill in my mouth

Had a dream to be a rapper now I'm livin it out

So we party with the girls, take 'em back to the crib

I'm the mattress mack baby, that's the way that I live

M-m-m-mattress mack! (I got a king size mattress that's good for yo' back)

Matress mack! Mattress mack! (I got a king size mattress that's good for yo' back)

Steady posted up, grindin baby, stackin up this bread and cake

Chasin after Benjamin Frank, every dollar that I can make

I'm comin down candy, nuttin but that apple gloss

Flip the switch, weighted trunk, breakin all these suckers off

I'm at the Club Blue, lookin for a freak-a-leek

Gotta be a thick chick to ride in my passenger seat

I got the cup full, J Kennedy passed the lean

Gettin full of that George Bush, Texas oil know what I mean

I'm with my partner Stu, ridin on that candy blue

Tellin these broads what it do, tell your friends to come on through

Holla at my partner Gu', call me Viagra man

Breakin off these girls proper, baby I do all I can

Cause I'm a mattress mack, screens down in my Cadillac

Speakers bumpin, swangin comin down with my trunk cracked

I'm Paul Wall, Swishahouse baby, Houston Tex

Live from the gridiron, I'm on the grind, collectin checks

Stu Stoooone, Stu Stoooone

It's Stu Stone baby, the last mack remaining

And trust me when I say I ain't a mack in training

Yeah I'm down with Paul Wall, Johnny Dane done grilled me up

I'm in the club with some lean up in my cup

Homeruns in H-Town like my name was Bert man

Trust me it didn't come easy I put in work man

It's workin, the sizzurp'n is got me feeling money

Drink this hurr Crist' and my piss is worth money honey

When you got 4 20's then you ridin on 80's

Call me What It Dew Stu for what I do to the ladies

Swangin and bangin on Richmond, stoppin traffic at Max's

I'm just tryin to pull an actress back to mack's mattress

Yeah, mattress mackin!

'Til the day that I die

H-Town, real fly