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Mo - Mac Dre (feat. Leektay) Lyrics



Mo - Mac Dre (feat. Leektay) Lyrics
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I'll make you a slap
But anything else
Thats not my job
Bitch gon ask me to come with her to the grocery shop
Told her straight up like this
No sirey-bob
Thats not my job
I dont do that
I'm a pimp slash rapper I thought you knew that
Feel myself like Mac Dre yuh
This that fried chicken Mac n Cheese this beat smackin
Seen that shit on movie screens what I've seen in broad day
Feel myself like Mac Dre yuh
F*ck a drip bitch Im a tidal wave
I make that pussy moist I make it say hey
Not from the bay but rest in peace to Mac Dre
I'm feeling myself move out my way
Bitch I ain't hear that bull shit bitch what you say
You run up on me you gone see that I don't play
It ain't hard to see why you feel some type of way
We making moves we out the way we getting paid
Chasing blue face cause these hoes I cannot chase
Henny was the drank run it I don't even need a chase
Run it up just like adidas going crazy Kanye
We don't do no hand shakes unless you handing money
Wash that dirty money clean
Like I'm doing laundry
You seen that shit on movie screens what I've seen in
Broad day
Seen that shit on movie screens what Ive seen in broad day
Niggas act behind the scenes they ain't really what they say
I need money need Kareem like I'm ballin ln la
Got a bitch and she bad ima bust her like a grape
She a thizz she a vibe feel myself like Mac Dre
She a thizz she a vibe feel myself like Mac Dre yuh
F*ck a drip bitch Im a tidal wave
I make that pussy moist I make it say hey
Not from the bay but rest in peace to Mac Dre
I'm feeling myself move out my way
Bitch I ain't hear that bull shit bitch what you say
You run up on me you gone see that I don't play
It ain't hard to see why you feel some type of way
We making moves we out the way we getting paid
Bitch what the business what's good what's happening
I'm in traffic doing a hundred I'm smashing
And Bitch F*ck a drip hoe I'm the wave bitch and I'm splashin
This that fried chicken Mac n cheese this beat smackin
Now it ain't everyday that u ya catch me out here lackin
Cause I know slippers count I was slippin I was slackin
But I ain't Smackin I'll smack something on that action
Cause I would rather relax and count some money on the back end
Know I Probably go f*ck a bad bitch
Just because I ain't had shit
Never been on saving a hoe
Even if she had glass kicks
Mac Dre shit bitch I'm feeling myself I'm spazzing
Thicka than water Ent. consider this the anthem
F*ck a drip bitch Im a tidal wave
I make that pussy moist I make it say hey
Not from the bay but rest in peace to Mac Dre
I'm feeling myself move out my way
Bitch I ain't hear that bull shit bitch what you say
You run up on me you gone see that I don't play
It ain't hard to see why you feel some type of way
We making moves we out the way we getting paid
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I'll make you a slap
But anything else
Thats not my job
Bitch gon ask me to come with her to the grocery shop
Told her straight up like this
No sirey-bob
Thats not my job
I dont do that
I'm a pimp slash rapper I thought you knew that
Feel myself like Mac Dre yuh
This that fried chicken Mac n Cheese this beat smackin
Seen that shit on movie screens what I've seen in broad day
Feel myself like Mac Dre yuh
F*ck a drip bitch Im a tidal wave
I make that pussy moist I make it say hey
Not from the bay but rest in peace to Mac Dre
I'm feeling myself move out my way
Bitch I ain't hear that bull shit bitch what you say
You run up on me you gone see that I don't play
It ain't hard to see why you feel some type of way
We making moves we out the way we getting paid
Chasing blue face cause these hoes I cannot chase
Henny was the drank run it I don't even need a chase
Run it up just like adidas going crazy Kanye
We don't do no hand shakes unless you handing money
Wash that dirty money clean
Like I'm doing laundry
You seen that shit on movie screens what I've seen in
Broad day
Seen that shit on movie screens what Ive seen in broad day
Niggas act behind the scenes they ain't really what they say
I need money need Kareem like I'm ballin ln la
Got a bitch and she bad ima bust her like a grape
She a thizz she a vibe feel myself like Mac Dre
She a thizz she a vibe feel myself like Mac Dre yuh
F*ck a drip bitch Im a tidal wave
I make that pussy moist I make it say hey
Not from the bay but rest in peace to Mac Dre
I'm feeling myself move out my way
Bitch I ain't hear that bull shit bitch what you say
You run up on me you gone see that I don't play
It ain't hard to see why you feel some type of way
We making moves we out the way we getting paid
Bitch what the business what's good what's happening
I'm in traffic doing a hundred I'm smashing
And Bitch F*ck a drip hoe I'm the wave bitch and I'm splashin
This that fried chicken Mac n cheese this beat smackin
Now it ain't everyday that u ya catch me out here lackin
Cause I know slippers count I was slippin I was slackin
But I ain't Smackin I'll smack something on that action
Cause I would rather relax and count some money on the back end
Know I Probably go f*ck a bad bitch
Just because I ain't had shit
Never been on saving a hoe
Even if she had glass kicks
Mac Dre shit bitch I'm feeling myself I'm spazzing
Thicka than water Ent. consider this the anthem
F*ck a drip bitch Im a tidal wave
I make that pussy moist I make it say hey
Not from the bay but rest in peace to Mac Dre
I'm feeling myself move out my way
Bitch I ain't hear that bull shit bitch what you say
You run up on me you gone see that I don't play
It ain't hard to see why you feel some type of way
We making moves we out the way we getting paid
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Writer: Marcus Ash, Titus Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Mo
Language: English
Length: 3:09
Written by: Marcus Ash, Titus Taylor

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