Mac Dre - Mac a framma lamma lyrics

[Mac Mall talking] You crash-helmet wearin' heffer You turf-dirt tramp [Mac Mall talking] You crash-helmet wearin' heffer You turf-dirt tramp You Sack-chasin a** c*nt Bathwaterless b**h [Mac Mall] Whats up with it ho, tell me whats it all about? Seems you always talkin' sh** when this pimp dick not in yo mouth And then you wonder why a n***a quick to dig yo helmet And slap yo a** so hard when usually I'm smooth as velvet See trick I'm from the bay and man we make them broads obey And if you don't then you gon sport up on sling and neck brace Word to OJ and my n***a Ike Turner If that ho don't know her role them ima learn her (learn her?) Sessed out I turned her, she get hella emotional But don't let the square be his feelins if that a** beat down And even now I get the femenists sayin' "a real man would never put his hands on a woman" But a punk-b**h ain't no lady They shifty and shady Crooked connivin' 51/50 crazy But I'm quick to introduce her to the mac-prozac Choke-holds and back hand slaps Now b**h dig that! [Chorus x2: Mac Mall Mac-a-fram-a-lama punk ho toe-tagga Savage mainy-manish plus a money hungry ba*tard Big face stacker and a mouth piece master Never chase that b**h id rather let you s**as catch her [Mac Dre] Now to understand a mac-a-fram-a-lama You must first know the lingo Comprehend the grammar Feel me when I flow, learn what I'm lacin' Mac, I master the art of communication 365 days a year I'm in the b**h year Sayin' what she wanna hear Tryin' to get things clear If they ain't clear And if she stay here She's runnin like a reindeer No playin' here, it's mackin' fo real Packin' a steal, stackin' the scrill So if you happen to feel kinda pimperistic You got the furly ghost in ya You feelin' my linguistics Don't get it twisted Lets keep this on the up and up Pimp the Blood up out her if she out there f**in' up It's time to toughin up and do this cutt-thoatish Them Mac-a-fram-a-lama n***as is the coldest! [Chorus x2] [Mac Mall] Oops upside yo head Keep poppin' off at the grill and imma beat you like a egg See your brother's a punk and your daddy's a old man They get in my business and ima send 'em back payin' You know what I'm sayin' No ho I ain't no gentleman Im a cut-throat n***a from that that Crest side clan Won't tell you check yourself cause I got it A tested method to get a b**h back in pocket See one of my my breezys start to bumpin' them gums A mac black out, and get to goin' on one And I don't give a f** let the police come Lets split this b**h wig because she much too dumb Said I don't give a f** let the police come Let this b**h wig because she much too dumb We keepin' it mackin' on the real where I'm from A nothing-a** s*ut talk sh** she gets stomped, stomped [Chorus x2]