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macaroni (remix) - mali smith & matthew ali lyrics

[verse 1: mali smith]
mask up, you don’t know who shoot
sh-t be soaking wet, i call your hoe chicken noodle soup
just know what she do, she do the crew then she gone f-ck with you
once you cuff a hoe that sh-t forever then she stuck with you
i don’t want your girl and that’s a fact, that’s a f-cking fact
cheese in my pocket with the extra macaroni mac
n-gga what’s your hood and what you claim? you a f-cking lame
middle finger up, i give a f-ck about none of that
you up in here dolo n-gga show me where your shooters at
i be smoking sour sour sour and that tookah pack
only wanna ride a n-gga d-ck cause she don’t do the back
so i’m with her moms and now i’m f-cking with that cougar cat
all that sh-t you talking online what you gonna do?
all my dogs down for the ride like they scooby doo
turned his housewife into a hoe and a groupie too
tried to warn a brother but these carrots got her looney toons
sound like i be stirring macaroni it be sticky guu
all i see is white up on the sheets like it was sticky glue
-ss out the bikini when she step in that jacuzzi pool
just cause we was f-cking don’t be meaning that i f-ck with you

[verse 2: mali smith]
f-ck 32, i got 33’s
keep a 30 k right by my side like i’m gmgb
and she down to buss and she rider she a f-cking g
i call you amira all these n-ggas call you mira b
i don’t really gotta say a word for a bird to fly
twitter thugs really have a bird aiming at your eye
in your girl phone she was f-cking with another guy
might be a coincidence that i might be that other guy
probably was my wife cause we done f-cked her then we let her fly
you a mark so i will burn at them other guys
then i turned and ask her, baby girl you know who the sh-t?
only one reply and she be screaming out it’s mali smith

[verse 3: matthew ali]
for my n-ggas you get hurt, hit you with the mac
put you on the shirt or in the dirt
yeah i took the beat put it in the he-rs-
for the dough, yeah that sh-t come first
and a n-gga really got your b-tch
treat her like a uzi i’m a let her squirt
oh god! all this ice got me feeling like the winter
n-gga rip to ice, man you know we never slipping
got the lean on me n-gga so they call me bill withers
n-ggas used to pay admission now we really in the building
used to call sammy just to let a n-gga in
now a n-gga making bands just to hit the mic and sing
and i let that chopper ring, like i didn’t wanna talk
i just hit the beat and walk
my face say f-ck all of y’all
still riding uptown like a n-gga don’t got beef
n-ggas they don’t want no static, all they b-tches i done had em’
n-gga you know i’m webster ave’ing, i be riding hood to hood now
putting on for queens like that sh-t was maplewood now
shout zola, putt & nala
got me chasing all this guala
so you know i gotta get it
so you know i’m never slipping
power gang on the mission
cooking dope in the kitchen
and i got my n-ggas whipping
do the dash when i’m whipping
do the dash out the crib
rip paul walker
my d-ck she was all on it
shawty want it in the morning
she told me you was boring
she told me this when we was boning
she call me when she h-rny
that p-ssy sound like macaroni aye

- mali smith matthew ali lyrics

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