pbb pbb there, and a strum strum here, and a strum strum there here a la, there a la everywhere a la la old Mac Donald had a band e i e i o old Mac Donald had a band
Usher, Usher, yeah man, true story Real G?s with me on this one Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Wifey home, wedding band, I?m a lucky man You?d think I?d be satisfied
kitchen over the stove with pots and pans Triple color with the platinum jam 50 birds homeboy in the back of a van A hundred grand in rubber bands We
call it my million dollar TV. This is because, when I was 20 yrs old, I had a day job, a skateboard and a band?.but no savings account. I couldn't ask
m a whore Yep, cash money, cash money, monsta boys Mafia bitch, even a cop's a boy When you say you want beef then I got ya, boy I'll just let the Big Mac
though I had them tear da any thugs from the South side Ready to blast on site Weapons blasting nice and fasting Got you dashing Spray this boy Calling up my band
Distorted) The world wants me to cope. I don't smoke crack, I don't smoke crack, I don't. [Bizarre] Fuck the silly shit, I pull a mac milli quick, When
red lights I had low mileage It was either hugging the block or hip hop I never been to college, I'm only being honest Cadillac with the Mac with the
sawed-off ready to blow a arm off Oh, Lord, you don't want no problems wit dude I'm out that Band, so you now the boy-band news I bruise ya crew then
[DJ: This is radio K-EAZY-E. Hi, this is Greg Mac. Mac Attack And we're gonna go to the phones right now and find out what's goin' on. Hello, who is this
is doin' it, whoa Nobody else is doin' it Thought that our harmony Was the new harmony Lord it was a little too strange But the band played on Said
(mac talking) Woah Like my poppa said life is just like a game You got to play it You got those who hate to play it But when you play you gotta play
off In to outer space where the starts be at I'm phat they call me phatso straight up ass hole Say my big Mac boxes could build my Mac ass a castle
Arizona, California (whoo!) Cash surfin', hit the bank like cowabunga (cowabunga) Every summer make it rain while you just thunder Baby, I do numbers, 28 red Hummers Never played the band, Mac
to the sky, and strike ya lighters For Mac Dre just one moment of silencea?¦ Yeah burn your backwood Thizz dance, wipe your sweat off with a wrist band
Super Greedy give me give me g's g's g's -Jackpot from the small bags of weed to them rubber band bundles i remain supper gready this that day and night
Written by babyface, l.a. reid (1988) Performed by the mac band featuring the mccampbell brothers I'll do anything to prove to you I care for you Even
yours My book is my shield and my mic is my sword (Sword, sword, sword, sword, sword, sword) Now it's Adrock rapping, I'm back again Like a Big Mac