(feat. Mac Mall, PSD, Dubee)
I see bruises nails needles guns and drugs
I s-I see bruises nails needles guns and drugs
There is a song for you
There is a song for you
There is a song for you
Th-th-th-th-th-th there is there is
Oooooh oooh [continues in background]
[Verse:]
They say benzes roll beamers jet
And caddies keep on dippin
Well I must be trippin
I'm in a old-school pie flippin
Sellin them high gyppin
Tendin to my pimpin
Times slippin
Late
I'm on my way
Not enough hours in the day
To be dre
I'm el presidente
I run tings
Tow gun things
And never run from things
Brave heart
But I'm not mel gibson
I'm dope like coke
That was cooked in the kitchen
Dabbin revolution
Stabbin an I'm losein
Mini me laptops
Mini beats that knock
Lots a hemp
Lobster not shrimp
Big prawns maybe
I pimps on baby
Always shoppin
No more hall moppin
Hella nikes with gucci
Hella nights with coochie
I tell baby play casper
Be friendly ghost on em
After you host on em
She a team player
I play coach on em
Like a dubee in a joint
I play roach on em
Won't smoke on em
If it ain't dollalala-lala lotsa notes on em
C status
Won't holla till it's g status
I'm cutthoat
Three c savage
Whatever me want
Me have it
Insanley lavish
Your trash might be cash
Gimme that bitch
Like lil mama in labor
I push puss
Thaz real talk alwayz real talk cause-cause
Rather f*ckin cut
One g
Oh no bitch wasn't enough
And to this day
Won't love won't get payed an
And for you here song like a fix [? ]
Now I could talk a bitch brain
Outta her noggin
And slide across thin ice
Like tobaggans
[? ] be a fool
So we get that smobbin
Bitch quit sobbin
And get a trick dick throbbin
Man you could be a sidekick
Like batman an robin
An allstar
Pimp shit the beat got her mobbin
Her head don't stop
Like she keep on noddin
And all I do is collect and sell the product
I knock a baywatch bitch
Dipped in prada
And still check all of it
Every dollar
And I don't even call
But they hear me holla
And yea that bitch train will run game on scolla
Get it from your father
Don't even bother
A bitch suck his over load
I won't stop her
Bitch nonstop hold up about it
An every piece a dough that bitch touch I got it
Oooh ooooh oooooooh ooooooooooooh [fade]
Mac Dre - There Is A Song For You Lyrics
Mac Dre - There Is A Song For You Lyrics
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(feat. Mac Mall, PSD, Dubee)
I see bruises nails needles guns and drugs
I s-I see bruises nails needles guns and drugs
There is a song for you
There is a song for you
There is a song for you
Th-th-th-th-th-th there is there is
Oooooh oooh [continues in background]
[Verse:]
They say benzes roll beamers jet
And caddies keep on dippin
Well I must be trippin
I'm in a old-school pie flippin
Sellin them high gyppin
Tendin to my pimpin
Times slippin
Late
I'm on my way
Not enough hours in the day
To be dre
I'm el presidente
I run tings
Tow gun things
And never run from things
Brave heart
But I'm not mel gibson
I'm dope like coke
That was cooked in the kitchen
Dabbin revolution
Stabbin an I'm losein
Mini me laptops
Mini beats that knock
Lots a hemp
Lobster not shrimp
Big prawns maybe
I pimps on baby
Always shoppin
No more hall moppin
Hella nikes with gucci
Hella nights with coochie
I tell baby play casper
Be friendly ghost on em
After you host on em
She a team player
I play coach on em
Like a dubee in a joint
I play roach on em
Won't smoke on em
If it ain't dollalala-lala lotsa notes on em
C status
Won't holla till it's g status
I'm cutthoat
Three c savage
Whatever me want
Me have it
Insanley lavish
Your trash might be cash
Gimme that bitch
Like lil mama in labor
I push puss
Thaz real talk alwayz real talk cause-cause
Rather f*ckin cut
One g
Oh no bitch wasn't enough
And to this day
Won't love won't get payed an
And for you here song like a fix [? ]
Now I could talk a bitch brain
Outta her noggin
And slide across thin ice
Like tobaggans
[? ] be a fool
So we get that smobbin
Bitch quit sobbin
And get a trick dick throbbin
Man you could be a sidekick
Like batman an robin
An allstar
Pimp shit the beat got her mobbin
Her head don't stop
Like she keep on noddin
And all I do is collect and sell the product
I knock a baywatch bitch
Dipped in prada
And still check all of it
Every dollar
And I don't even call
But they hear me holla
And yea that bitch train will run game on scolla
Get it from your father
Don't even bother
A bitch suck his over load
I won't stop her
Bitch nonstop hold up about it
An every piece a dough that bitch touch I got it
Oooh ooooh oooooooh ooooooooooooh [fade]
I see bruises nails needles guns and drugs
I s-I see bruises nails needles guns and drugs
There is a song for you
There is a song for you
There is a song for you
Th-th-th-th-th-th there is there is
Oooooh oooh [continues in background]
[Verse:]
They say benzes roll beamers jet
And caddies keep on dippin
Well I must be trippin
I'm in a old-school pie flippin
Sellin them high gyppin
Tendin to my pimpin
Times slippin
Late
I'm on my way
Not enough hours in the day
To be dre
I'm el presidente
I run tings
Tow gun things
And never run from things
Brave heart
But I'm not mel gibson
I'm dope like coke
That was cooked in the kitchen
Dabbin revolution
Stabbin an I'm losein
Mini me laptops
Mini beats that knock
Lots a hemp
Lobster not shrimp
Big prawns maybe
I pimps on baby
Always shoppin
No more hall moppin
Hella nikes with gucci
Hella nights with coochie
I tell baby play casper
Be friendly ghost on em
After you host on em
She a team player
I play coach on em
Like a dubee in a joint
I play roach on em
Won't smoke on em
If it ain't dollalala-lala lotsa notes on em
C status
Won't holla till it's g status
I'm cutthoat
Three c savage
Whatever me want
Me have it
Insanley lavish
Your trash might be cash
Gimme that bitch
Like lil mama in labor
I push puss
Thaz real talk alwayz real talk cause-cause
Rather f*ckin cut
One g
Oh no bitch wasn't enough
And to this day
Won't love won't get payed an
And for you here song like a fix [? ]
Now I could talk a bitch brain
Outta her noggin
And slide across thin ice
Like tobaggans
[? ] be a fool
So we get that smobbin
Bitch quit sobbin
And get a trick dick throbbin
Man you could be a sidekick
Like batman an robin
An allstar
Pimp shit the beat got her mobbin
Her head don't stop
Like she keep on noddin
And all I do is collect and sell the product
I knock a baywatch bitch
Dipped in prada
And still check all of it
Every dollar
And I don't even call
But they hear me holla
And yea that bitch train will run game on scolla
Get it from your father
Don't even bother
A bitch suck his over load
I won't stop her
Bitch nonstop hold up about it
An every piece a dough that bitch touch I got it
Oooh ooooh oooooooh ooooooooooooh [fade]