M.J.G. - Black Mac Is Back (feat. Eightball) Lyrics
f/ Eightball[MJG & Eightball]Ha, ha, ha, haAin't nothin' but the best (Ha, ha)Ain't nothin' but the biggest shit goin' on niggaHell yeah nigga, nothin' but that stay true, playa shitBaby, we gotta keep it real ya know what I'm sayingGo on with your shit G (Ooh)MJG is in your shitAin't no use in talkin that ill shitYeah, listen to this man he the real shit, it's so realMJG, soak that shit up nigga (Ooh)[MJG]Big space-age pimpin' I'm schoolin' and teachin' *****esThese hoes on they toes suppose to bring richesTo a nigga like me, MJ *****in' GGet down on your knees, advance to suck a D (Ooh)Take ya draws off baby, I'm comin' to knock it offThat is if ya dyke ass friend don't block it offIt's the big dick bandit, larger than real lifeYou *****in' one of my hoes, I'm *****in' ya real wife (Ooh)Feels nice, to hold that ass just like AfricaSomething like the motherland, I'm goin' back to herTop-notch school for hoes who boost clothesRob niggas throws or killers that kick doors (Ooh)Or the property, of any imposter who think he stoppin' meEleven million volts of hatin' that ain't shockin' meNothin' like a quality ***** to break tricksControl by a pimp ass nigga who take shit (Ooh)I'm reliable, hoes close ya mouth and don't speakI'll work you non-stop in the streets for twelve weeksHere's the plan, find me a woman with lots of classWho knows how to carry herself with lots of ass (Ooh)[Chorus 1: MJG & (Eightball)]The black mac is back, (He's comin' with twenty hoes)Cars and condos, (Down with ten toes)Braids and afros, (Fades and perm rolls)***** that turn gold, (A nigga that sittin' dro) [Ooh][Chorus 2: MJG & (Eightball)]The black mac is back, (Prepare to come strong)Keepin' it goin' on, (Up in his home zone)*****es be gettin' boned, (Tricks be needing loans)All my hoes grown, (Leave me the ***** alone) [Ooh][Eightball]Now who be the nigga with the six-pack of hoesDoing anything for a little something up they nose, clothesRidin' clean on Vogues, drinkin Mo'sIn the presidential suite givin' private shows (Ooh)Mississippi, Chi-Town, New York, to L.A.Freaky hoes love kissin' on my big bel-layEvery summer in a Hummer, flippin' Texas beachesSeventy-eighter to Decatur tryin' to pick me some peaches (Ooh)Shake hoes in diguise, show me some loveUgly hoes turn to models when they walk in the clubHigh paid, non-educated ***** with an attitudeButt mother*****ing ***** talkin' bout I'm actin' rude (Ooh)I be the nigga in the corner with the HennesseyDid like that "Men In Black" stick erasing memoryCon I pop, tryin' to increase the flockWorkin' hard to do better so the cheddar won't stopThis for bout the king-sized beds and ridesGettin' live up in dies kickin' shit with my guysOver time I done made profit slangin' *****Tell the world the black fat mac is back baby (Ooh)[Chorus 1][MJG]As the cash keeps comin', I'm keepin' the *****es fedRoom with the bed, some shelter over they headIf you scared ho let it be known before longTuck ya tail into ya ass go on, on (Ooh)Weak coward, ya false as game is goin' sourCame back empty, from workin' for twelve hoursDon't nothin' but the *****es move as I improve***** what society say, I make the rules (Ooh)I'm too cool to be a busta, must a nigga try meYou shot thirty times, the bullets went right by meYa better run this my town, it's goin' downDon't forget ya gun, hundreds of killers I be around (Ooh)Oh wait, wanna jump up, itchin' to pop the trunk upReaching to pull the pump up, hittin' whoever run upGun up a whole crew of the troop who was on attackPrepare to smoke a sack, the black mac is back (Ooh)[Chorus 1][Chorus 2]
