The
U .S.
Open, hello, let the games begin, hello
You're white around the mouth,
your lips need
Carmex
I'm steady jumpin' out
more whips than
Carmex
I'm rockstar
Stewie with the
Louis guitar strap
Can't read it, not conceited,
give a groupie a callback
I'm all that, and a bag of chips, dude
Got this, dude, beatdowns get issued
I'm rich, dude,
TVs and everything
Diamonds shinin',
dang along for my heavy chain
You're very plain,
and I come dumb with it
Hand it off, let a real nigga run with it,
I'm dumbfitted, shitted,
P -O -L -O
Your chick's a flirt, she always tell me hello,
she shake it like jello
To see if
I'ma look, she off the hook, in
Patna
I'ma crook
I take your bitch if I want her,
cuts up on her, but snuts on her
Handcuff your bitch,
if you really love her
Handcuff your bitch,
if you really love her
Handcuff your bitch,
if you really love her
Handcuff your bitch,
handcuff your bitch
Handcuff your bitch,
if you love your bitch
Shackles on the ankle of a fast hoe,
let her go
Baby boo -boo fan of
Mack and
Rowe at every show
Chassis wounded, autograph,
I gave a dick to the throat
Signed it on the griot,
Mack the most in
Capitol
Internationally known,
Crescite, homegrown
Gang fed, hard head, 3C,
Stone
Dome
Let the games begin, let the
Macking commence
Fizz is in the tilt, and we aren't ignorant
But later for you, hater,
y make a good pair
Your bitch is on news,
I hit it back when I had the gator
But now it's me and
Magacy, serving it up savagely
Mack
Magician specializing,
keeping hoes vanishing
Handcuff your bitch,
if you really love her
Handcuff your bitch,
if you love your bitch
This