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    Listen up
    Yea we are young moula
    Eyes and ears
    And we run this bitch

    Roll with duck tape and ride with the Maggie [x4]

    [Lil Wayne:]
    Step out the ferrari i come to wake up the party
    and baby i can shoot like Robbin Gorrie or Cory Magettie
    Ready for the impossible im colossul fool
    and yall niggas just molecules
    Dont know how to build a house
    but got a box a tools im talkin bout that
    pop pop pat pat bang bang blocka boom
    That is for tools
    the coop car says va va voom
    then it go pune nigga im gone ill see you soon
    on the moon
    put me in the dirt and watch me bloom
    put me in the jungle bet im comin back with all the food
    Put me in the streets bet im comin back with money
    yea we gunna run it

    yea we gunna run it
    yea bitch we gunna run it
    Im heavily gunnin me and my gun loaded
    she riden wit me till the motha fucken roady
    yea and it be like that
    i dont got people on that glock
    but i got people on that mack


    I aint have a body on it
    but dont nobody own it
    so anybody can get it
    if any body wants it
    Homie im not yo homie
    You fuck around and end up wrapped up
    in a trunk like a fuckin mummy
    foney im far from foney im only about my money
    and i keep enough of work to feed a thousand junkies
    I stay strapped cus i keep a couple thousand on me
    and i know these lil crownies is plotten on me
    But i aint never scared
    I aint never runnin
    i got my own back
    i aint never frontin
    Man im forever thuggin im like a barra somethin
    no heart i dont care for nothin
    and no sir i aint here for nothin
    Man im tryn to bring it back like the records jumpen
    I got my sister pumpen
    and im riden with the mack and the duck tape in case i gotta carry somethin

    [Chorus x2]

    [Mack Maine:]
    I got the real the blood flowen through my pulmary vein
    I play the kitchen call me culinary maine
    yall niggas pitchen yall hustlen on the scary train
    while we move everythang from heroiwaine to mary jane
    but let me fall back i know the feds like rap
    theres a echo in the head phones
    thats how i know they mic tap
    when you dont brush yo teeth
    the only time yall touch plaqcue
    while we got to many on the wall
    yea its like that
    I got chicks that like me that dont like rap
    ask yo girl who her fav rap she says she like mack
    i tell a dark skin chick im allergic to chocolate
    so if we eat and use the plan and you can keep on walkin
    Hi yellow mamis i dont eat red meat
    im busy killen tracks yea this here is a dead beat
    No child support i pay with my heart ill kill it
    ill prolly never be the best but one of the realest
    Yea Mack Maine Bitch


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