DG -
The M.A.C.
The M.A.C. (feat. Kidd Fareal)
Uh
Serving soup be the hoodie Gucci be the fragrance
No time to reminisce ain't trying to think about who dating (Fuck em)
From the pavement mama crib be the safe haven
So when my homies call ain't no call waiting
We off of Florida late nights got the music popping (We turnt)
Scotlandville 2010 when we started dropping
We the men on campus like we baller blockin (Baller blocking)
Throw on that springbreak we show you how we rocking
Yea, them niggas hotter then a sauna (You know)
We taking that risk so you know we never need a punter
They can't catch this wave them boys drown like they Gunna
We hustle all winter just to shine in the summer
Where you at? (Where you at?)
I'm with Astn in the back (The back)
I press record then he slide on the track
Just like that like (Just like that)
45 Jordan yea we back (We back)
Ain't no limit Master P or call me Mac
Yea, lil homie just called me M.A.C.
Stand on all ten and I never rat
Its loyalty aint a thing that I lack (Uh)
Its all business when we tryna get the racks
Yea, lil homie just called me M.A.C.
Stand on all ten and I never rat
Its loyalty aint a thing that I lack (Uh)
Its all business when we tryna get the racks
Monclear moniker
Name ring bells all through the city (City)
Smelling like a pound when I walk through with something pretty (Pretty)
Dolce and Gabbana my aroma when I'm flicking
How you living bitch? cause me and my team getting for real
Ho that's DG, BCG, Da Kidd to infinity
When I put it down, RKO, you gon remember me (Yea)
Pushing hope
Slanging dope
Feeling like the president (Yea)
When I'm out town, yea them hoes love my accent (Yea)
Pussy good
Heaven sent
Give a sermon
Get some money
Tell me who yo reverend is
225 my residence
807 section kid
Tell me where yo hood is
Grew up in the Gardens
BR where my heart is...
(But its so fucked up)
Lil homie just called me M.A.C.
Stand on all ten and I never rat
Its loyalty aint a thing that I lack (Uh)
Its all business when we tryna get the racks
Yea, lil homie just called me M.A.C.
Stand on all ten and I never rat
Its loyalty aint a thing that I lack (Uh)
Its all business when we tryna get the racks nigga
Serving soup be the hoodie Gucci be the fragrance
No time to reminisce ain't trying to think about who dating (Fuck em)
From the pavement mama crib be the safe haven
So when my homies call ain't no call waiting
We off of Florida late nights got the music popping (We turnt)
Scotlandville 2010 when we started dropping
We the men on campus like we baller blockin (Baller blocking)
Throw on that springbreak we show you how we rocking
Yea, them niggas hotter then a sauna (You know)
We taking that risk so you know we never need a punter
They can't catch this wave them boys drown like they Gunna
We hustle all winter just to shine in the summer
Where you at? (Where you at?)
I'm with Astn in the back (The back)
I press record then he slide on the track
Just like that like (Just like that)
45 Jordan yea we back (We back)
Ain't no limit Master P or call me Mac
Yea, lil homie just called me M.A.C.
Stand on all ten and I never rat
Its loyalty aint a thing that I lack (Uh)
Its all business when we tryna get the racks
Yea, lil homie just called me M.A.C.
Stand on all ten and I never rat
Its loyalty aint a thing that I lack (Uh)
Its all business when we tryna get the racks
Monclear moniker
Name ring bells all through the city (City)
Smelling like a pound when I walk through with something pretty (Pretty)
Dolce and Gabbana my aroma when I'm flicking
How you living bitch? cause me and my team getting for real
Ho that's DG, BCG, Da Kidd to infinity
When I put it down, RKO, you gon remember me (Yea)
Pushing hope
Slanging dope
Feeling like the president (Yea)
When I'm out town, yea them hoes love my accent (Yea)
Pussy good
Heaven sent
Give a sermon
Get some money
Tell me who yo reverend is
225 my residence
807 section kid
Tell me where yo hood is
Grew up in the Gardens
BR where my heart is...
(But its so fucked up)
Lil homie just called me M.A.C.
Stand on all ten and I never rat
Its loyalty aint a thing that I lack (Uh)
Its all business when we tryna get the racks
Yea, lil homie just called me M.A.C.
Stand on all ten and I never rat
Its loyalty aint a thing that I lack (Uh)
Its all business when we tryna get the racks nigga
Credits
Writer(s): Dorian Nash
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