Mac Dre - Monday Through Sunday lyrics

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Mac Dre - Monday Through Sunday lyrics

[Into: Mac Dre] Macramento Richmond, Vallejo, Oakland Pittsburgh, Berkley, Santa Rosa, Gilroy Modesto, Stockton Oakland, did I say Oakland? Yeah, did I say Vallejo? [Verse 1: Mac Dre] I eat a n***a like jello Play a b**h like cello I'm the kind of fellow that will "yee" instead of "hello" I do it acapello, or in the mix The almighty mack, Andre Hicks I'm versatile you can catch me at the [?] Doing everything from fly fishing to badminton I'm a** hitting, I'm in it like a [?] Eat a thing long, a crustacean Grew up with Sisters, [?], Asians and Caucasians I stay blazing, nothing but the best Where I'm from? b**h, the Crest Wild wild west, California [?] a n***a might pull up on ya I like Beanie, I like Kiss, I like Jigga But them n***as East Coast I'm a West Coast n***a [Hook] Monday I'm politicking through the ghetto Tuesday backseat with mommies and amaretto Wednesday it's pimping hookers in stilettos Thursday I'll probably swoop looking for that hello Friday I'm at a throwback with my fellows Saturday off in the club, spending dinero Sunday I'm out in traffic to the pedal Seven days a week out in these streets, I just can't let go [Verse 2: Mac Dre] Fresh dressed like a skrillion bucks Threw on my suede chucks, I don't give a f** Mouth full of j**els, I'm a fool Come through mashing in the old school Ho's choose, 'cause partner I'm a pimp I eat prawns I don't eat skrimp California exempt on my tail I go to jail, I post bail Live the life of a California rap star Many concert house parties in the backyard Point you in your north star, Vallejo n***a I don't smoke it if it don't have the smell n***a Take a b**h up, f**, take her money, cut California thug roller, n***a what? Like Messy Marv, Cougnut, the Bigga Figga RBM and 40, I'm a Bay n***a [Hook] Monday I'm politicking through the ghetto Tuesday backseat with mommies and amaretto Wednesday it's pimping hookers in stilettos Thursday I'll probably swoop looking for that hello Friday I'm at a throwback with my fellows Saturday off in the club, spending dinero Sunday I'm out in traffic to the pedal Seven days a week out in these streets, I just can't let go [Verse 3: Mac Dre] Zapco board, [?] Flanel tops and chrome lamps Six wheels car sitting A1 Your guy, from the Bay son Everything we ride is high pro Shut the freeway down, have a sideshow All night though, I might go Post up with a breezy and some light though That's my life bro, I thought you heard Like Darius Rucker n***a [?] The rapper gone bad, Mac Dre boy And this is what we do in the Bay boy [Hook] Monday I'm politicking through the ghetto Tuesday backseat with mommies and amaretto Wednesday it's pimping hookers in stilettos Thursday I'll probably swoop looking for that hello Friday I'm at a throwback with my fellows Saturday off in the club, spending dinero Sunday I'm out in traffic to the pedal Seven days a week out in these streets, I just can't let go