Maybe if I act like that (Stupid girl) Stupid girl Push up my bra like that That guy will call me back Porno paparazzi girls (yeah) I don't wanna be a stupid girl (uh-huh) Stupid girl! Stupid girls

What is it about my smile that makes you lie to my face? You petty, petty bitch, (Huh, petty) Calculate (All of it) Trackin' (All of it) All of this (Bullshit) Worthless shit, you packaged up Don't stop my shit, (All of it, all of it, all) Bitch, now you

You want a real one If you gotta man (that nigga weak) 'cause You over there starin' (I see you starin' at a nigga babe) At me, at me, yeah I guess your nigga too lame, huh? I don't really care if (I don't care bout you nigga baby) Girl I bet you want a

You might need me more Than you think you will Come home in the car you love Brainy, brainy, brainy I've been draggin' around From the end of your coat for two weeks, ah huh Think I'd better follow you around Everywhere you go is swirlin' Everything you

Mama raised a soldier (huh, yuh) Not no bitch, not no bitch, uh (yuh, ayy) Cocaine for my breakfast (what?) Hold that pistol, ambidextrous, uh (yuh, yuh) Pussy boy talk reckless (ayy) He might end up on a stretcher, uh (yuh, bitch) Fuck with my set (ayy)

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)

These haters feelin' slighted 'Cause they know it's different prices, huh, huh It's the night This the night, (This the night, this the night) This the night My jewelry shinin’ bright This the night, huh We ain't come to play Yeah, my bitch she came to

Huh, higher It's automatic, it's automatic Oh darling you are the only one, it's automatic No one can love the way you do, it's automatic When you walk in the room you change my mood, it's automatic I don't think you know You open up my eyes, I'm alive

New choppa, new choppa, new choppa, new choppa Run it up, run it up, run it up Uh huh, uh huh, mhm, yeah yeah New choppa, new choppa, new choppa, new choppa, run it up, run it up I ain't hearing what you say, I ain't listening what you say Get the fuck

When you kiss me James Brown I don't care ha about your past I just want ho our love to last dee I don't care darlin' about your faults huh I just want to satisfy your pulse