Tat on my ribs like I do not know what permanent is Hermès link, ice blue mink They want me gone, wait for the kicker Bury me now and I only get bigger, that's word to my nigga Yeah, October Firm in the cut Stay at the top like I'm stuck, that's just how

Oh, but if you want to win it You win my heart Yeah, you get it all You make my motor run Just go faster, faster, don't be slow Rev it up, rev it up 'til your engine blows You win my love, yeah you're number one

That you're in love with me I, I'm hooked on a feeling I'm high on believing All the good love When we're all alone Keep it up girl Yeah, you turn me on And I'm high on believin' I can't stop this feeling

I'm the mack, I'm the mack I'm the mack, I'm the mack (Yeah) I'm the mack, I'm the mack (Skeet) Minor setbacks for major comebacks, yeah (Ooh) Baby, have a talk with your son That nigga lookin' like a sack, huh (Bitch) I'm the mack, I'm the mack (Mack)

If he finds out I don't give a fuck, ooh yeah That nigga ain't gon' do shit I don't care Your boyfriend ain't shit He be fucking with your bestfriend And I don't give a fuck, no He be lying

I'm a good heart yute Yo yo, yeah, uh I got good parts, and bad parts, but good arse yute (Umm) Yeah, you got a good arm too (Yeah) You said he's dodgy but I should ask you (Switch it) They say man are vicious I say man are dodgy, they move mad

I'm the shit I know I'm the shit Yeah, I'm super lit If you don't buy me what I want, I'ma throw a fit She the shit Yeah, she super lit She know she the shit If you don't buy her what she want, she gon' throw a fit Nashe, might just pop it on a handstand

A man can't face the cold, hard truth And closing time is when I'll leave. Till then it's just between this bottle and me. Yeah, this is just between the bottle and me. With nothing less than 90 proof. Didn't come in here for your sympathy, And a honky

We got action when you don't Show are places when you won't G-Unit, G-G-G-G, G-Unit Yeah! 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Young Buck G G G G G-Unit! Haha! Vacate your home I come to brake your bones Americas nightmare we at it again A desert eagle and a black mack

I'm hangin' on, hangin' on Wondering what's up next Girl, I can't wait Ain't nothing like spinning you around the room Where everyone can see You hangin' on, hangin' on to me Yeah I'm hangin' on, hangin' on To every word you say Every move you make