| Song | Mac-A-Frama-Lama |
| Artist | Mac Mall |
| Album | Mackin Speaks Louder Than Words |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Hicks, Rocker, Watters | |
| (feat. Mac Dre) | |
| You crash-helmet wearin heifer | |
| You turf-dirt tramp | |
| Sack-chasin ass cunt | |
| Bathwaterless biatch | |
| Whats up with it ho, tell me whats it all about? | |
| Since you always talkin shit when this pimp dick not in yo mouth | |
| And then you wonder why a nigga quick to dig yo helmet | |
| And slap yo ass so hard when usually I'm smooth as velvet | |
| See trick I'm from the bay and man we make them broads obey | |
| And if you don't then you gon (?) swatter or sling (?) on mac dre | |
| Word to OJ and my nigga ike turner | |
| If that ho don't know her role, them ima learn her (learn her?) | |
| Since out I turned her, she get hella emotional | |
| But don't let the square be his feelins if that ass beat down | |
| And even now I get the feeling hes sayin "a real man would never put his | |
| Hands on a woman" | |
| But a punk-bitch ain't no lady | |
| That's shifty and shady | |
| Proven connivin 51/50 crazy | |
| But I'm quick to introduce her to the mac-prozac, choke-holds and back hand slaps | |
| Now bitch dig that! | |
| [Chorus x2] | |
| Mac-a-fram-a-lama punk ho toe-tagga | |
| Savage mani-manish ???? the money homey bastard | |
| Big face stacker and a mouth piece master | |
| Never chase that bitch, id rather let you suckas catch her | |
| Now to, understand-a mac-a-fram-a-lama, you must first know the lingo | |
| Comprehend the grammar | |
| Feel me when I flow, learn when I'm lacin | |
| Mack, I match the art of communication | |
| 365 days a year, I'm in the bitch year, sayin what she wanna hear | |
| Tryin to get things clear, if they ain't clear, and if she stay here, shes | |
| Runnin like the reindeer | |
| And I'm playin here, mackin fo real, hackin a steal, stackin a scrill | |
| So if you happen to feel, kinda pimperistic, you got the ??? In ya, you feelin | |
| My linguistic | |
| Don't get it twisted, lets keep it on the up and up | |
| The Blood about it if she out there fuckin up | |
| Its time to toughin up, keep this cutt-throatish | |
| Mac-a-fram-a-lama niggaz? it's the coldest! | |
| Oops upside yo head | |
| Keep poppin off at the grill and ima beat you like an egg | |
| See your brothers a punk and your daddys an old man | |
| They get in my business and ima send 'em back payin | |
| You know what I'm sayin, no ho I ain't no gentleman | |
| Im a cut-throat nigga from that Crest side clan | |
| Wont tell you check yourself cuz I got it | |
| A tested method to get a bitch back in pocket | |
| See when my breezys start to bumpin them gums | |
| A mack black out, and get to goin on one | |
| And I don't give a fuck, let the police come | |
| Let this bitch wig because she much too dumb | |
| Said I don't give a fuck let the police come | |
| Let this bitch wig because she much too dumb | |
| We keepin it mackin on the real where I'm from | |
| A nothing-ass slut talk shit, she gets stomped, stomped | |
| [Chorus] |
| zuo ci : Hicks, Rocker, Watters | |
| feat. Mac Dre | |
| You crashhelmet wearin heifer | |
| You turfdirt tramp | |
| Sackchasin ass cunt | |
| Bathwaterless biatch | |
| Whats up with it ho, tell me whats it all about? | |
| Since you always talkin shit when this pimp dick not in yo mouth | |
| And then you wonder why a nigga quick to dig yo helmet | |
| And slap yo ass so hard when usually I' m smooth as velvet | |
| See trick I' m from the bay and man we make them broads obey | |
| And if you don' t then you gon ? swatter or sling ? on mac dre | |
| Word to OJ and my nigga ike turner | |
| If that ho don' t know her role, them ima learn her learn her? | |
| Since out I turned her, she get hella emotional | |
| But don' t let the square be his feelins if that ass beat down | |
| And even now I get the feeling hes sayin " a real man would never put his | |
| Hands on a woman" | |
| But a punkbitch ain' t no lady | |
| That' s shifty and shady | |
| Proven connivin 51 50 crazy | |
| But I' m quick to introduce her to the macprozac, chokeholds and back hand slaps | |
| Now bitch dig that! | |
| Chorus x2 | |
| Macaframalama punk ho toetagga | |
| Savage manimanish nbsp???? the money homey bastard | |
| Big face stacker and a mouth piece master | |
| Never chase that bitch, id rather let you suckas catch her | |
| Now to, understanda macaframalama, you must first know the lingo | |
| Comprehend the grammar | |
| Feel me when I flow, learn when I' m lacin | |
| Mack, I match the art of communication | |
| 365 days a year, I' m in the bitch year, sayin what she wanna hear | |
| Tryin to get things clear, if they ain' t clear, and if she stay here, shes | |
| Runnin like the reindeer | |
| And I' m playin here, mackin fo real, hackin a steal, stackin a scrill | |
| So if you happen to feel, kinda pimperistic, you got the nbsp??? In ya, you feelin | |
| My linguistic | |
| Don' t get it twisted, lets keep it on the up and up | |
| The Blood about it if she out there fuckin up | |
| Its time to toughin up, keep this cuttthroatish | |
| Macaframalama niggaz? it' s the coldest! | |
| Oops upside yo head | |
| Keep poppin off at the grill and ima beat you like an egg | |
| See your brothers a punk and your daddys an old man | |
| They get in my business and ima send ' em back payin | |
| You know what I' m sayin, no ho I ain' t no gentleman | |
| Im a cutthroat nigga from that Crest side clan | |
| Wont tell you check yourself cuz I got it | |
| A tested method to get a bitch back in pocket | |
| See when my breezys start to bumpin them gums | |
| A mack black out, and get to goin on one | |
| And I don' t give a fuck, let the police come | |
| Let this bitch wig because she much too dumb | |
| Said I don' t give a fuck let the police come | |
| Let this bitch wig because she much too dumb | |
| We keepin it mackin on the real where I' m from | |
| A nothingass slut talk shit, she gets stomped, stomped | |
| Chorus |
| zuò cí : Hicks, Rocker, Watters | |
| feat. Mac Dre | |
| You crashhelmet wearin heifer | |
| You turfdirt tramp | |
| Sackchasin ass cunt | |
| Bathwaterless biatch | |
| Whats up with it ho, tell me whats it all about? | |
| Since you always talkin shit when this pimp dick not in yo mouth | |
| And then you wonder why a nigga quick to dig yo helmet | |
| And slap yo ass so hard when usually I' m smooth as velvet | |
| See trick I' m from the bay and man we make them broads obey | |
| And if you don' t then you gon ? swatter or sling ? on mac dre | |
| Word to OJ and my nigga ike turner | |
| If that ho don' t know her role, them ima learn her learn her? | |
| Since out I turned her, she get hella emotional | |
| But don' t let the square be his feelins if that ass beat down | |
| And even now I get the feeling hes sayin " a real man would never put his | |
| Hands on a woman" | |
| But a punkbitch ain' t no lady | |
| That' s shifty and shady | |
| Proven connivin 51 50 crazy | |
| But I' m quick to introduce her to the macprozac, chokeholds and back hand slaps | |
| Now bitch dig that! | |
| Chorus x2 | |
| Macaframalama punk ho toetagga | |
| Savage manimanish nbsp???? the money homey bastard | |
| Big face stacker and a mouth piece master | |
| Never chase that bitch, id rather let you suckas catch her | |
| Now to, understanda macaframalama, you must first know the lingo | |
| Comprehend the grammar | |
| Feel me when I flow, learn when I' m lacin | |
| Mack, I match the art of communication | |
| 365 days a year, I' m in the bitch year, sayin what she wanna hear | |
| Tryin to get things clear, if they ain' t clear, and if she stay here, shes | |
| Runnin like the reindeer | |
| And I' m playin here, mackin fo real, hackin a steal, stackin a scrill | |
| So if you happen to feel, kinda pimperistic, you got the nbsp??? In ya, you feelin | |
| My linguistic | |
| Don' t get it twisted, lets keep it on the up and up | |
| The Blood about it if she out there fuckin up | |
| Its time to toughin up, keep this cuttthroatish | |
| Macaframalama niggaz? it' s the coldest! | |
| Oops upside yo head | |
| Keep poppin off at the grill and ima beat you like an egg | |
| See your brothers a punk and your daddys an old man | |
| They get in my business and ima send ' em back payin | |
| You know what I' m sayin, no ho I ain' t no gentleman | |
| Im a cutthroat nigga from that Crest side clan | |
| Wont tell you check yourself cuz I got it | |
| A tested method to get a bitch back in pocket | |
| See when my breezys start to bumpin them gums | |
| A mack black out, and get to goin on one | |
| And I don' t give a fuck, let the police come | |
| Let this bitch wig because she much too dumb | |
| Said I don' t give a fuck let the police come | |
| Let this bitch wig because she much too dumb | |
| We keepin it mackin on the real where I' m from | |
| A nothingass slut talk shit, she gets stomped, stomped | |
| Chorus |