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letra de mackanese (feat. old orleans) - igobylc

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[intro: igobylc]
palm trees swayin’
real layin’
nah
yeah

[verse 1: igobylc]
nowadays i don’t let n-ggas talk
you gotta show me or i just won’t get involved
put money where your mouth is i’ma show you what it really cost
cuz ain’t no countin’ hunnids if the vision sum like 50 off
and
you can’t go silent on the mission ain’t no missin’ calls
been 007
since back in 07
i made the bond to do it no question
i’m strivin’ for excellence
my diction dipictin’ the eloquence
and i still ain’t reach my limits
these n-ggas best work is the sh-t i never finished
i been making sh-t shake with the purple i’m sliding like grimace
thinkin’ i’m an la fan it just ain’t much to cop a ticket
meet me at the lakе her staple is giving me thе business
let’s suit up for the occasion then get right back to the chicken
sunset golden shinin’ her eyes sparkle back at me
mesmerized by her highness, i would love to be her majesty
passing me florida orange she know not to roll up no grabba leaf
grabbing me casually
i can’t make this up she speak mackanese
she said i got what you need the satisfaction’s guaranteed
now the neighbors think we cookin’ it sound we makin’ mac and cheese
everyday i wake it’s sweet ’cause it’s all about mentality
i’m just showing off my peace like i’m hangin’ in the gallery
[verse 2: old orleans]
sh-t, burner on me exercise my rights i’m countin’ calories
turnin’ on me don’t get caught in traffic you a casualty
i’m all about my duckets the bucket the color passion peach
she asked me baby why you so playa? baby stop asking me
now this b-tch cryin’ somebody get her a napkin please
the agony
oh now she mad at me
said i’m a savage
you knew what you was dealin’ with when i delivered this package
took a bite out ya apple b-tch that’s the mack in me who better
sh-t i’m from that new era guarantee it ain’t no cappin’
sh-t all of my dawgs round of applause watch ’em clap for me
all of these broads up in the bleachers screamin’ after me
game over, leave her wall-less n-gga just ask rasheed
got ghost after i smacked her under them casper sheets
ah sh-t i’m rufflin’ feathers
you under the weather
the sunny the better
my sunnies cost about a stack or three
i told ya if she grinnin’ she gone
b-tch, give me ya phone
k!lled another cat for being curious there goes my casualties
sh-t
i told a b-tch ain’t no lack in me
sh-t
said i told a b-tch ain’t no slack in me
yeah
that’s just the mack in me baby
(luh baybeee)
yeah
[outro: igobylc]
everyday i wake it’s sweet
i’m just showin’ off my peace

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