Let you know a little something about me the mac I like the low cut jeans where you can see the crack Get drunk off the priv the heem the yak And take a double shot just to bring me back Cause im from where you never see a seed in the sac The bay boy and dre boy is bringin it back Im from the suffa whats the meanin of that You neva see a nigga thats as clean as the mac
[Verse 1:] Call me mr cleanex im so cold Icy wrist like ive been making snow cones Wassup homes what size them rims is? 22 muthafuckin inches Seats big as benches I neva touch wrentches 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 It 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
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[Verse 2:] Dre gets whips hits shit off the docks A mafia type drink scotch on the rocks The weed man loves 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 robot they bring me swool knocks I bring them show knocks boy dre spit heaters Four door mob shots dont fuck wit two seaters I fuck wit two heaters identical twins And if I aint killin the hen then im killin the gin