Kool Keith - Mack Trucks lyrics

Yeah, 2003 Big Lou and company Macks, Peterbilts, GMC's, white freight liners Volvos, Marlins, Internationals Eighteen wheels, we do deals Major fake baller close your mouth, you rap about the same thing Record company got you ga**ed Now you wanna hold champagne and bounce and act like you from Down South I "Pimp Hard" like MJG and Eightball Called the crib that my girl Kate called Olde English aluminum can tall Girls smile when I walk with alligators through the mall Shiny jeans and baseball cap, no time for rotation crap No sleep, always up with heat, never take no N-A-P I.P.P. - International Player Wherever you search there's no one greater But you look at the back of the club walkin around I see you, that's you, a HATER! Macks, trucks, big wheels roll Macks, trucks, big wheels roll Macks, trucks, big wheels roll Macks, trucks, big wheels roll Global W.V.C. who can step to me Got the belt over my head like Ernie Shavers Y'all be talkin behind my back, rhyme as sweet as Life Savers From New York, push records out from Detroit Greyhound bus will get me to the point From there, I don't care, pick me up in a pickup truck I roll wagons fly like blue shoes with big Chuck Thinkin I gives a fizzucka Youse a metropolitan plastic-a**, youse a s**a! Turn let me blast you in the face A guy like you I should slash in the face Pick up the lampshade, knock your blunt out your hand Smear ash in your face! Macks, trucks, big wheels roll Macks, trucks, big wheels roll Macks, trucks, big wheels roll Macks, trucks, big wheels roll