100S - Life Of A Mack lyrics

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100S - Life Of A Mack lyrics

In tha life of a mack In tha life of a mack [Verse 1] (I) swear a b**h will always want some more Take a piss, wash my dick, then I'm out the f**in' door Stiff one, arm hug, nothing mushy Gotta jet, dick still smelling like p**y Speed it up, speed it up, speed it up Now I'm looking through my n***a' nest, tryna find a cigarette Breakfast date with Nicolette, but she gotta hold [Because a n***a blew his last one, I gotta cop and pack some It took a two-egger to mack that b**h n***a, watch and observe my mack antics She ain't, she ain't never seen nothin' like this Two braids, west coast, straight bumpin' like this It was almost 2, I had to go anyway But before I left there was somethin' I had to say Ya daddy rich, huh? Tell 'em that you mess with me Tell him that I'm next up, he needa come invest in me [Hook] Straight makin' that money, straight makin' that money Young playas gettin' raised out here And all the chicken-head b**hes want to braid my hair Straight takin' that money, straight takin' that money It's all good, no sweat off my back Cause it's just another day in the life of a mack [Verse 2] It's almost 3, and I had her waitin' for nothin' So now she cryin' 'n fussin', she think I'm f**in' her cousin I say, "Hold up, can you prove that? b**h, are you sure? The last time I saw that b**h was back in 2004." She was bad, you can't blame it on sh**-since back when Freak-A-Leek was on the radio, 'n sh** If I remember correctly, don't ever sweat me Don't think I won't turn yo broken heart into confetti Round 6, got a call from an unknown Musta been some ancient b**hes playin' up on my phone Hit the sto' and got a bottle of rum They gave it to me cause they knew me, motherf**er, I ain't 21 Had to k** it, feelin' made right now Then went on a drunk mission to my main b**h' house Got some p**y then I pa**ed out Woke up and hit (it) again cause she was sleepin, with her a** out [Hook] Straight makin' that money, straight makin' that money Young playas gettin' raised out here 'N all the chicken-head b**hes want to braid my hair Straight takin' that money, straight takin' that money It's all good, no sweat off my back Cause it's just another day in the life of a mack