Maca-Frama-Lamma Mac Mall (Ft. Mac Dre)

[Mac Mall talking]
You crash-helmet wearin' heffer
You turf-dirt tramp
You sack-chasin ass cunt
Bathwaterless bitch

[Mac Mall]
Whats up with it ho, tell me, whats it all about?
Seems you always talkin' shit when this pimp dick not in your mouth
And then you wonder why a nigga quick to dig your helmet
And slap your ass so hard when usually I'm smooth as velvet
See trick I'm from the Bay and man we make them broads Obey
And if you don't then you gon' sport up on sling and neck brace
Word to OJ and my nigga Ike Turner
If that ho don't know her role them I'mma learn her
Since out I turned her, she get hella emotional
But don't let them square biz feelings get that ass beat down
And even now I get the feminists sayin'
"a real man would never put his hands on a woman"
But a punk-bitch ain't no lady
They shifty and shady
Crooked connivin' 5150 crazy
But I'm quick to introduce her to the Mac-Prozac
Choke-holds and back hand slaps
Now bitch dig that!