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Lyrics: Verse 1 (mac) : Girl look, f*** your man and them niggas he be hanging with Niggas he be slangin with, me I'm on some banging sh** Strictly, now you with me or you wasting my time And time is valuable Especially when you looking at it through this perpetual Now how you love that, I nothing nice with the ice Me without the mic is like the orients with no rice But look f*** that let's take a walk to where my truck at All I wanna do is talk I ain't got to touch that But thats game, before you know it she callin my name Runnin round tellin bi***es she my main trying to get some fame And thats the game so you gotta respect that And respect my mind too cause I could get you naked in seconds Mac-a-deezy if you open up i'ma slide in easy But if it's cheezy let me smack you And call you all kind of bad words like bi*** And smack myself too for trying to get with ya Should have knew you was stank And all you wanted was the tank Chorus: mac ( ms. peaches) I don't wanna be ya man I wanna tap something if it's cool (it's cool) But if you not ask your girl what I asked you And when she tell about the way I freaked her Heres the number to my beeper Look I don't wanna be ya man I wanna tap something if it's cool (it's cool) But if you not ask your girl what I asked you And when she tell about the way I freaked her Here's the number to my beeper Verse 2 (mac) : Check it, look I meets bi***es, I greets bi***es, I freak bi***es Them street bi***es, even you sugar sweet bi***es I neva eats bi***es, I suck t****** Might even f*** t******, now you with me? Then hit me on my hip and call me anytime don't even trip I guarantee it will be your gladdest night without the pimp I hope you not a noise maker, cause I live with moms Her rooms right next to mine and she be home all the time I'll pick you up at nine be looking and smellin fine It's 7 o'clock now so you got some time I don't like wine, no I don't wanna dine But I hope you like it from behind, cause that's my time to shine I work that spine like a chiropractor When I attact ya your big ol ass is what is what I got a knack for So let me crack ya if it's cool, but if it's not then it is time to move But before I excuse ask your girl what I asked you Chorus: I don't wanna be ya man I wanna tap something if it's cool (it's cool) But if you not ask your girl what I asked you And when she tell bout the way I freaked heres the number to my beeper Look I don't wanna be ya man I wanna tap something if it's cool (it's cool) But if you not ask your girl what I asked you And when she tell about the way I freaked her Heres the number to my beeper Verse 3 (ms. peaches) : Look Let me explain this before we go any further I ain't really looking for a man it's another type of lover I need, cause I got my own ends, my own benz The only thing you can do for me nigga is be a f*** friend Some of these niggas like to fall in love Once they get a small taste of my voluptuous glove I'm saying this cause I wanna keep it real with cha And chill with cha, or even make a couple of mill with cha Now if you ready to get down and dirty I gonna hit you on your hip around lets say around 11:30 Sexy ass got me so anxious Let me whipe you with this ghetto angel, baby don't be a stranger Cause I like my niggas rock hard And if you bout twirkin something nigga lets go to war I'm trying to see how many times you can catch a nutt So you can really see it's cool to f***, nigga it's cool to f*** I don't wanna be ya man I wanna tap something if it's cool (it's cool) But if you not ask your girl what I asked you And when she tell about the way I freaked her Heres the number to my beeper Look I don't wanna be ya man I wanna tap something if it's cool (it's cool) But if you not ask your girl what I asked you And when she tell about the way I freaked her Heres the number to my beeper (dj scratches a sample of tupac's how do you want it) Tell me is it cool to f***. Mac talking: The question is babygirl Is it cool to motherf***ing do What I wanna do with you If you want it let me do it with ya, ya heard me? Big rise on the motherf***ing beat And you know me the mac-a-don is out this biatch More songs from this artist Comments for this song |
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