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pimp, rapper and a c.e.o. - mac duna lyrics

[intro: unknown artist and mac dre]
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[verse 1: mac dre]
now i stood on many stages, spit on many mics
had s*x with dyk*s with hecka tight coochie, soft
and often getting flights to boston
i’m a boss and…forever coughin…off that grandaddy purp and a dolphin
i will put a n*gga in a coffin and make a b*tch pay a n*gga more often
dre got hits like he golfin, cause dre got the gravy and the sauce
and…get lost in the beat, like i’m f*ckin tossing a freak
i skeet heat, mr. fire, senor el flamo
need a b*tch that strip, not a plain ho
so we can bubble like a volcano
ay ho, yeah b*tch, i’m talking to you
do this ho gear fit, and can you walk in these shoes?
i’m off in the booth, ooh!, with my folks from the p.o
i’m a pimp, i rap, and i’m a c.e.o

[hook: unknown artist]
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[verse 2: tae]
t*a*e stay fly n*gga
duna come through and ride with him
tracks we k!ll em, drugs we deal em
hoes, we peel em, punks, we split em
live we livin (to the max)
breaking these beezys (counting racks)
i’m not just rapping a rap, actually, i’m stating facts
remix, had to bring it back
i think it’s time i speed it up like…
what it do, who is you, where she go?
i ain’t never ever seen her before
and work that track with your neck, with the pose
she look like a model out the centerfold
but that, she’s not; she’s just my ho
she specialize in getting dough
that’s all she do, that’s all she know
and of course, she’s white as snow
i keep her ass on life support but she ain’t never died before
she done met all types before, but they was minor, i’m a pro
tnt when she with me, now really, she about to blow
[intro: unknown artist and mac duna]
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[verse 3: mac duna]
many moons and them cold nights
i’ma make a b*tch get this dough right
put her back at it if the dough light
wear a coat, cause it’s gonna be a long night!
whenever i’m in your city, i’m bringing 3 batches with me
go get me backwoods, some of that good, e pills, and a bottle of remy
i don’t want to kick around timi, unless she wanna bring me round cindy
looking like britney, geeking like whitney
sporting that gucci, tryna leave wit me
i’ma teach a ho what she don’t know…and spit a little game for you don’t knows
selling that dope, tryna get dough
better try hoes cause you ain’t got no ho

[instrumental break]

[outro: unknown artist]
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- mac duna lyrics

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