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Mac Dre; Miami Tha Most
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Ugh
Ugh, cuddie, this is the one
This is the one
Yeah, this is not the two, this is definitely the one
It is what it is
Let me get a thizzle so I can get to smackin'
And beat this track up like it's a nigga with a snitch jacket
It's mackin' in the throwback Starter
Mustard and mayo on the Yale White Nada
Eriq Estrada on the bike tryna tackle me
Hit a quick right, then I dip into Applebee's
I'm a thug, partner, beat the blood out ya
Nah, I'm just playin', can a nigga get a dub out ya?
I'm a club hopper, catch me in the parking lot
In somethin' new millennium or the old school barkin' hot
I start and stop, stop and start
Push the dart and squat the lark
My name is Mac Dre and I don't give a fuck
If you really want me, baby, give it up, give it up
Give a fuck, I'm a drunk and a alchy
I need life insurance 'cause she sucked the life out me
We S-T-U-P-I-D (Stupid)
When we go to the club, we don't need ID (Stupid)
Everywhere we go, it's a party, y'all (It's a party, y'all)
We gon' get it crackin' like the Mardi Gras (Like the Mardi Gras)
We S-T-U-P-I-D (Stupid)
When we go to the club, we don't need ID (Stupid)
Everywhere we go, it's a party, y'all (It's a party, y'all)
We gon' get it crackin' like the Mardi Gras (Like the Mardi Gras)
Man, even back when I was a twenty sack buyer
I would sell flame-o, partner, I had fire
Bumpin' like a bad choir, hutches used to admire
The way I rocked the mic on that Bombay Sapphire
Down like a flat tire, heated like a flat iron
Had a Benz and a Lexus but not a Jaguar
Cuddie, I slap five when they talk back
Oh, this watch and the chain? The hutch bought that
Mac Dre fought back for position
In this rap game, I was really on a mission
From Reno to Richmond, my team known for pinchin'
D-Con the poison and Kilo the henchman
We known for the tension, we tear the club up
Geeking so hard, boy, we tear a rug up
My cuddies do the scoop and dance out his pants
They try to fuck with him but they don't stand a chance
We S-T-U-P-I-D (Stupid)
When we go to the club, we don't need ID (Stupid)
Everywhere we go, it's a party, y'all (It's a party, y'all)
We gon' get it crackin' like the Mardi Gras (Like the Mardi Gras)
We S-T-U-P-I-D (Stupid)
When we go to the club, we don't need ID (Stupid)
Everywhere we go, it's a party, y'all (It's a party, y'all)
We gon' get it crackin' like the Mardi Gras (Like the Mardi Gras)
It's like real, real niggas
And the whole night, I let the bitch ride
I'm fadookying her to death
I come in here fadooky, hey, fadooky
Fadooky, I like you, fadooky
The bitch really knows she's in my heart '
Cause I'm fadookying her, right?
But the whole thing about the fadooky
The only fadooky is when a bitch smell like food and doo-doo
Fadooky
The only reason I'm digging your bitch is 'cause the food aroma
But this doo-doo is really showing up in her hair
And we don't fuck the doo-doo part up
'Cause the food is not outweighing the doo-doo
You fadooky smelling bess
Boy, you a fool, boy
We S-T-U-P-I-D (Stupid)
When we go to the club, we don't need ID (Stupid)
Everywhere we go, it's a party, y'all (It's a party, y'all)
We gon' get it crackin' like the Mardi Gras (Like the Mardi Gras)
We S-T-U-P-I-D (Stupid)
When we go to the club, we don't need ID (Stupid)
Everywhere we go, it's a party, y'all (It's a party, y'all)
We gon' get it crackin' like the Mardi Gras (Like the Mardi Gras)
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