Me and Mac P
Boy yo pussy need a maxi?
Bitch you see me gettin' fresh like I'm Mac P (Like I'm Mac P)
Probably smokin' on some good like I'm Mac P (Like I'm Mac P)
Probably chillin' in the hood like I'm Mac P (Like I'm Mac P)
That's my baby, that's my dawg, foreva lasting (That ma baby)
R.I.P you know I miss you wid a passion (Wid a passion)
Whoever thought they would catch my nigga lackin' (Caught em lackin)
That my playa', that's my partna (That my partna)
When we found out who done did it we gon' drop you (Aye, aye)
I remember when we was thuggin', we was only kids (Only kids)
Ditchin' school, fuckin' bitches, maybe poppin thizz (Poppin thizz)
Staying fresher then a mannequin, my nigga did
Never thought I'd ever say it, but my nigga dead (My nigga gone)
Damn I get the chills when I think about it
I sit back and pop a pill when I think about it (Think bout it)
This shit make me wanna kill when I think about it (Kill)
I don't know I'm fucked up but how I go about it ( How I go about it)
High school, we was fuckin' they hoes (They hoes)
Fast forward a couple years, we was gettin' this dough (Gettin this dough)
Next thing you know we was rockin' at shows (At shows)
Think I need a heater mama, cause these streets too cold (Woah)
Joshy World Forever, Rest In Peace to all my niggas, RIP to all my hittas
Bitch you see me gettin' fresh like I'm Mac P (Like I'm Mac P)
Probably smokin' on some good like I'm Mac P (Like I'm Mac P)
Probably chillin' in the hood like I'm Mac P (Like I'm Mac P)
That's my baby, that's my dawg, foreva lasting (That ma baby)
R.I.P you know I miss you wid a passion (Wid a passion)
Whoever thought they would catch my nigga lackin'
That my playa', that's my partna (That's my partna)
When we found out who done did it we gon' drop you (Aye, aye)
2010, we was sippin on that Bombay (Bombay)
Champagne every night, we came a long way (Came a long way)
Aye, everywhere I go I'ma miss my nigga (Miss my nigga)
Everywhere a nigga go I'ma grip that trigga (Aye)
What you mean you ain't heard bout tha president
Mr. Remy by the Bottom, counting Benjamin's (Countin Benjamins)
Quick to fuck a nigga bitch and give 'er back (Give er back)
For my nigga, we gon' get them niggas back (Boom, boom)
I love you baby boy, I think we all do (We all do)
I wish I can book tha studio and call you (Call you)
We made history, niggas beat tha odds (Beat tha odds)
Got me prayin' everyday, I'm reachin out to God
Told me put the perky's down, so I put em down
I wish I can go and turn around ahead of time (This shi crazy)
Whoever thought there'd be a time when my nigga be around
Boom, Boom, Boom, That's for Joshy nigga, lay 'em down (Down)
Bitch you see me gettin' fresh like I'm Mac P (Like I'm Mac P)
Probably smokin' on some good like I'm Mac P (Like I'm Mac P)
Probably chillin' in the hood like I'm Mac P (Like I'm Mac P)
That's my baby, that's my dawg, foreva lasting (That ma baby)
R.I.P you know I miss you wid a passion (Wid a passion)
Whoever thought they would catch my nigga lackin'
That my playa', that's my partna (That's my partna)
When we found out who done did it we gon' drop you
(Aye, aye)
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