Lyrics:
changing for the better
Talkin' 'bout the youth, the little kids
Forget about you, never
Today's the day the Players play
So you better be on your
should
Treat me like a king
Like a young queen would
Back to the mac
But I'm no Fleetwood
Front on my stunt
But what I want what I want
Roll up the smoke
I
the weather
I like
Cause if we gon' ball or fall we gon' do it all
Together
[ VERSE 2: Mac Mall ]
Since we speakin on bein true I can't forget my boo
My
the voyage to Atlantis, uh
Bumpin' Fleetwood mac and we jamming
Boy you wildn' out, you should roll with Nick Cannon
Opportunities, I gotta to take advantage
changing for the better
Talkin' 'bout the youth, the little kids
Forget about you, never
Today's the day the Players play
So you better be on your
and Wesson in this mothafucka
Right now Greg Nice in this mothafucka
Right now LS in this mothafucka
Right now Baby Jesus And The All Star's
Right now 2Pac
you short arm
Pellets in your hand You'll never put shorts on
ain't shit fair when you got to get your war on
So why don't you come out and play
a sea of lads at his funeral scene
Listening to Fleetwood Mac, listening to "Dreams"
Fun that only happens when it's raining, you see
I know my mate
passionate point across
Like a hood cat clappin' his hands when he talkin'
Now that I got your attention, I feel I should really mention
Don't come around
I wanna go right back to that time when
You and I used to hang outside and
Baby those were times that I will never forget
Wanna know what love is
(Don't forget about us) Don't baby, don't baby, don't let it go
No baby, no baby, no baby no
Don't baby, don't baby, don't let it go
My baby boy
(Don't forget about us) Don't baby, don't baby, don't let it go
No baby, no baby, no baby no
Don't baby, don't baby, don't let it go
My baby boy
ain't never smoked nothin'
If you tryna stick around I might just show somethin'
Smoking "Black Afghan"
Hash oil in the joint that's some "Mac 10"
One
I'm testy cuz this bitch is only gonna forget me
Your bullet sponge
You call me the one
But you were never gonna save me
You fire the gun
The mic & my
Baby Love
Would you like to be my little girl, for life?
Take you on a cruise in my sweet Cadillac
Promised your papa to bring you home by nine
all come down
I'd be insane to complain, baby
I'm so high, I don't wanna come down
Sosa baby, GBE baby
Hopped out the car smelling like a skunk
Try to fight me, and see, baby you're useless
Shots from the MAC do more
Than have you toothless
The sound is exclusive, bang bang bang, boom
I explode
of the fame in Madison Square Garden
So some seek stardom, but they forget Harlem
But "Seek ye, first of all the kingdom of God," that's what my pops told me
(Don't forget about us) Don't baby, don't baby, don't let it go
No baby, no baby, no baby no
Don't baby, don't baby, don't let it go
My baby boy
My gun I'll never forget that
My gun I'll never forget that
She ain't been here long, already finna get put out
Don't be crying cus' I ain't called
for the first time
My sister singing along for the last
Now she lives in the sky with the radio waves
Comes down when I play Fleetwood Mac
I'm
Hey... spotted you down by the water
You played in the mud, singin Fleetwood, smokin marijuana
You say "I'm not okay, he's gone away. He's no good
Trigger pop
But she never smile
'Cause her and her baby sister
Baby sitter was a pedophile
I never met ya child to disrespect ya child
But I bet a thou'
Yeah, she say she want a New Orleans nigga
I said, "Wassup, baby? You wanna be my baby, huh?"
Yeah
(Known to let that MAC fly just like my nigga
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