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letra de i can't go for that - mac dre

[intro: miami the most]
i have not been true to the pimpin’
and i cannot do it again, oh boy
where’s my motivation going forward?
huh, how dare me

[verse 1: mac dre]
i saw aa bad b-tch at the bar, sat by her
ordered a cran’ and bombay sapphire
pumped her brain with game like a flat tire
cuddie, i’m a dog
she was fine, yeah, she was a dime
but you know me, it’s pimpin’ on mine
waste no muh’f-ckin’ time
got in the b-tch brain like a cocaine line
first, it was fits and sh-t
she had a n-gga b-ttered like grits and sh-t
she whipped the line, and after that
she started giving up half thе check
but i can’t go for that, no, no
don’t bring me this half sh-t no more
if shе don’t give it all, it’s not your b-tch
you gotta touch more cheese than nacho chips

[chorus: miami the most]
i can’t go for that no more
nah, i want all the dough
i can’t go for that no more
nah, i want all the dough
i can’t go for that no more
nah, i want all the dough
i can’t go for that no more
nah, i want all the dough
[verse 2: jay tee]
now, when i walk in the gig, it’s on fa sho
’cause half of these hoes i done f-cked before
i been spit game, and placed my bid
and made they grandmamas watch they kid
i take a b-tch out once or twice
but after that, man, i’m nothin’ nice
i start showin’ up in taxicabs
soakin’ up they wallets like maxi pads
just ’cause i rap and f-ck all night
that don’t mean sh-t, b-tch, my pockets is light
i need paper, i want what you make
i take you to crib club and sell what you shake
and come home with all the bread
the old jay tee was cool with head
but now i’m so quick to give a b-tch the boot
if i don’t get to count all the loot

[chorus: miami the most]
i can’t go for that no more
nah, i want all the dough
i can’t go for that no more
nah, i want all the dough
i can’t go for that no more
nah, i want all the dough
i can’t go for that no more
nah, i want all the dough
[verse 3: jay tee]
i had to tell the ho that this the deal
it’s cool to sell your body long as it’s for scrill
’cause it’s the real, what i spit
everything you make, i’m gon’ get
i’m gon’ take that and turn it into
real big bread ’cause that’s what i’m kin to
i’m fin’ to, jump in the chevy and sw-ng
i used to take half but now it’s everythang

[verse 4: mac dre]
could rob my b-tch but wouldn’t get a muh’f-ckin’ thang
she give me every muh’f-ckin’ thang
she got twenty dollars for emergency
to seek the pager for urgency
that’s it, and that’s muh’f-ckin’ all
you can catch me and my b-tch at the mall
maxing out that mastercard
f-ck that, cuddie, i’m smashin’ hard

- mac dre

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