Me Damac Songtext / Lyric

[Chorus:]

Here's a little something about me da mac

I like the low cut jeans where you can see the crack

Get drunk off the priv, the heem, the yak

Then drink a double shot to bring me back

Im from where you never see a seed in the sack

The bay boy and dre boy is bringin it back

Im hella suffa, whats the meanin of that?

You'll neva see a nigga thats as clean as the mac






[Verse 1:]

Call me mr Kleenex, I'm so cold

Icy wrists like I've been making snow cones

Wassup homes, what size them rims is?

TWENTY TWO, muthafuckin inches

Seats big as benches, I neva touch wrenches

The only work I do is working these bitches

My palm itches that means money

Have you ever seen bling, bling when it aint sunny?

This aint funny they cant hold me down

Big bad wolf cant blow me down

Every bad bitch wanna blow me now

Oh you know me now oh you my homie now

I get dumb stooey in yo face

Hop out the benz wit the Louie briefcase

Cheapskate, fuck the price

You aint really cool if you aint got ice



[chorus]



[Verse 2:]

Dre gets whips shipped fresh off the dock

A mafia type, drink scotch on the rocks

The weed man love me, I cop quarter pops

Do a donut on the cops, fuck the shocks, make the car hop

Shake me locks, all the hoes jock

I make them robots, they bring me swoll knots

I bring them show knocks, boy Dre spit heaters

Fo' door mop' shots, dont fuck wit two seaters

I fuck wit two heaters identical twins

And if I aint feelin' the hen, man I'm killin the gin

Rhyme stealin' agian,

Dime stealin' agian,

Stab the blood out a nigga like I'm still in the pin,

Ughh,

Elvis ex-b,

Fuck her if she sexy,

I fuck with [? ] up,

Fuck with quinn and messy,

C.R.E.S.T. the bay I'm mapin' this,

Niggas start slappin' this,

Asapin' this,



[chorus]



[Verse 3:]

Man there go the police,

I'm not trippin',

I'm too legit to quit an I'm sqeaky clean pimpin',

If they see me when I'm dippin' I got L's to bargin(?),

An a square bitch with me to the take the charges,

I'm fly as a partridge,

Keep an extra cartridge,

Down like linoleum,

Rugs an carpets,

When I park it,

Ughh,

The benz rims still spin,

An on market an o'farrell,

I still pimp,

You still rent? I got four payed fo',

It's mac dre-ghost,

Takin' yo pesos,

Cause I like gravy on my potatoes,

Rap an break hoes, that's how my day goes,

On fire like Diego, I'm outta control,

An like KC cheese, I'm on a roll

I'm on a roll like the greyhound bus,

The hoes hound us, an always surround us,

The adam's marked suite, is where they found us,

It's home run hits, no flys or groundaz.