Rockstar Games - Life Of A Mack lyrics

[Intro] In the life of a mack In the 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 "Your daddy rich, huh? Tell 'em that you mess with me Tell him that I'm next up, he need to come invest in me." [Hook] Straight makin' that money, straight makin' that money Young playas getting 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 waiting for nothin' So now she crying and 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 and sh** If I remember correctly, don't ever sweat me Don't think I won't turn your broken heart into confetti Round 6, got a call from an unknown Must've been some ancient b**hes playin' up on my phone Hit the store 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 sleeping, with her a** out [Hook] Straight makin' that money, straight makin' that money Young playas getting 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