[Intro]
Who (Who) could it be?
That's right, Mac Dre, baby
[Verse 1]
Knick knack patty wack, give your ho some donkey
Listen to the bassline, don't it sound funky?
Who could it be in the place to stay?
That's right, hoe, Mac motherfuckin' Dre
One more time back in your ear
Those dope ass raps you love to hear
Cold as ice, nothin' nice
If I thrust ya once, ho, I'ma thrust ya twice
That's right, and you know the deal
You don't want the baby, ho, take the pill
'Cause I'm a bust fadles back to back
And when I get tired, I'ma take a nap
And when I wake up, I'ma bath some more
It's the same routine until it's time to go
You, get what's in my drawers, and girl, I get those sugar walls
Oh, you didn't know about me?
The A the N the D the R the E
Well, peep game, it goes like this
I hold my mic tight like my dick when I piss
'Cause when it comes to cot, girl, I want plenty
Always got my damn hat to the motherfuckin' jimmy
Cold, bold, nineteen years old
With a brain full of game to be told
I'm from the V-town, 3C down
And a sucker don't wanna see me clown
Who (Who) could it be?
That's right, Mac Dre, baby
Funky fresh, in the flesh
It's me, Khayree and my joint of zest
Doin' it, like a porno star
Hittin' in your box, or in your car
Cool, like the sweat from a snowman
Kick back, relax and listen, here we go, man
To the land of the dope rhyme
And as the song flows on, I really hope I'm
Not too dirty or rap too strong
But my mouthpiece is really goin' on
From Vallejo, California all the way to China
Hoes of the world, know I'm a
Stone cold mack with a gift to spit
Nothin' but that dope shit
So damn fly, don't ask me why
I smoke Indo and I smoke Thai
Mac Dre, I thought you knew
Down and dirty doin' things that only playas can do
The coldest MC on this here Earth
Had to be fresh from the Crestside turf (Crestside)
Not a Southside sucka who thinks he can rhyme
But a Crestside playa that's strapped with a 9
And it don't stop
Who (Who) could it be?
That's right, Mac Dre, baby
[Verse 1]
Knick knack patty wack, give your ho some donkey
Listen to the bassline, don't it sound funky?
Who could it be in the place to stay?
That's right, hoe, Mac motherfuckin' Dre
One more time back in your ear
Those dope ass raps you love to hear
Cold as ice, nothin' nice
If I thrust ya once, ho, I'ma thrust ya twice
That's right, and you know the deal
You don't want the baby, ho, take the pill
'Cause I'm a bust fadles back to back
And when I get tired, I'ma take a nap
And when I wake up, I'ma bath some more
It's the same routine until it's time to go
You, get what's in my drawers, and girl, I get those sugar walls
Oh, you didn't know about me?
The A the N the D the R the E
Well, peep game, it goes like this
I hold my mic tight like my dick when I piss
'Cause when it comes to cot, girl, I want plenty
Always got my damn hat to the motherfuckin' jimmy
Cold, bold, nineteen years old
With a brain full of game to be told
I'm from the V-town, 3C down
And a sucker don't wanna see me clown
Who (Who) could it be?
That's right, Mac Dre, baby
Funky fresh, in the flesh
It's me, Khayree and my joint of zest
Doin' it, like a porno star
Hittin' in your box, or in your car
Cool, like the sweat from a snowman
Kick back, relax and listen, here we go, man
To the land of the dope rhyme
And as the song flows on, I really hope I'm
Not too dirty or rap too strong
But my mouthpiece is really goin' on
From Vallejo, California all the way to China
Hoes of the world, know I'm a
Stone cold mack with a gift to spit
Nothin' but that dope shit
So damn fly, don't ask me why
I smoke Indo and I smoke Thai
Mac Dre, I thought you knew
Down and dirty doin' things that only playas can do
The coldest MC on this here Earth
Had to be fresh from the Crestside turf (Crestside)
Not a Southside sucka who thinks he can rhyme
But a Crestside playa that's strapped with a 9
And it don't stop
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