I'm a mack lil mama, I don't need no introduction
But put your hands behind your back
Let me pat it, pat, pat
What you working with, I wonder what you got, got, got
Let me blow it, bitch I like my pussy hot, hot
I'm a yes motherfucker, and your a not
The flyest peter pan, you the dirty pot
We fuck at 10:30' o clock, on the dot
Any later alligator, see you when it drop
Down to the floor, like when niggas shooting
You gotta hit the door bitch, if I don't see some ass moving for real, chyuh!
This goes out to the motherfuckin' mack's
We ain't worried about them hating ass niggas in the back
Okay, okay, okay, chyuh!
Ten piece spicy, Strawberry Ice tea, I see when
she walks right pass me
I been peeped the nice feet, already fly to meet you, I'm slim by the way, K actually-
Vaughn, you can call me, it don't matter
But is it rude to say I peeped the ass getting fatter?
The cheeks remind me of your nigga face, can I slap her?
After, a good glass of the Chardonnay
And pardon the player, he ain't here to play
I'm just trying to slay her, and hand her to Sway
I must be the greatest, if he be the great
And I, excuse the haters, I pay em' to hate
This goes out to the motherfuckin' mack's
We ain't worried about them hating ass niggas in the back
