it show I put this on everything My mama my whole world she my everything [Chorus:] This to my ol girl, you my whole world This to my ol girl, you my whole world
I say that? the cat's slippin', the Mac's spittin' The cat drippin', look in the mirror your's a fat kitten pussy All I wanted growing up was remote controls Now my whole
people from the Bay all the way to D.C. Ask the boy R P an' K R E D About a hog, out the valley named Legitimate B I'm a mac, I rap on special request
a ride through the balls if you want, and make 'em more jelly, ...two coupons and a mac .. we can buy the whole world and.. to rent, and buy the whole
whole crew and my crew is monumental and yo... You need to lo and behold these innuendos [Baatin] Its just the fine talk Mac'll come with tracks, you relaxe-d
back, bounce, bounce back Bounce back, bounce, bounce back I'm 'bout to bounce back, bounce, bounce back You ever had corns on your finger from squeezin' a Mac
' backwards, just for practice Ride or die nigga, hoppin' in your casket 'Bout to go to Hell with you, blow the L with you Tell the whole world I'm spittin
Elvis Presley, Nick Coler, Jesus loves you, Fleetwood Mac, Acker Bilk and all other communicators around the world who contributed to this album. Recorded
MAC-11 and this oughtta solve this problem of mine And that's a whole school of bullies shot up all of the time 'Cause I'm Shady, they call me as crazy as this world
in the D (uhh) You, we got you Spot him before he spots you WAR! Wanna bring it to, bring it to me (uhh) Wanna bring it to me, we in the D (uhh) You,
Shootin' backwards, just for practice Ride or die nigga, hoppin' in your casket 'Bout to go to hell with you, blow the L with you Tell the whole world
filthy My moms and pops mixed me With Jamaican Rum and Whiskey Huh, what a set up Shoulda pushed 'em dead off, wipe the sweat off Uhh, 'cause in this world
Drink your style down straight wit' no chaser My verbal combat's like a mini-Mac to your back As soon as one of you niggaz try to over react Tha L.O.D
cat slippin, the mac's spittin, the cat drippin, look in the mirror yous a fat kitten Puuusssssssssssssyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy-ah [Verse 1 - Pusha T] All I wanted growing up was remote controls Now my whole
done had But fuck that I gots this mac so I'm busting back Its hot as fuck, you better duck The last thing in my mind in this world is being locked up
you round Hov and da label Spring water while holdin' you're age koo Naw I ain't tryin' to degrade you But you was a lost little girl 'n you're world
' ass in front of your attorney Do you really wanna take this journey? Ain't scared of none of y'all motherfuckers like Bernie Mac step back, step back, I got the Mac
is Betcha i can dance a whole song and dont spill it Betcha i can dance a whole song and dont spill it Betcha i can dance a whole song and dont spill
