Heemin Mac Duna (Ft. Fase (Productor), Mac Dre & Tech N9ne)

[Chorus: Fas$e]
Heemin', heemin', heemin' (we heemin')
(we heemin', we heemin', we heemin', we heemin', we heemin')
Heemin', heemin', heemin' (we heemin')
(we heemin', we heemin', we heemin', we heemin', we heemin')

[Verse 1: Mac Dre]
Now I stood on, many stages
Spit on many mics
Had sex with dikes hecka tight coochie soft and often
Get into fights at bars
I'm a boss and I'm coughing
Off the grand daddy purp and a dolphin
I will put a nigga in a coffin
And make a bitch pay a nigga more often
Dre got hips like he golfing
'Cause Dre bring the gravy and the sauce and get lost in the beat
Like I'm fucking tossin' the freak, I skeet
Heat, Mr. fire, Señor el flame-o
Need a bitch that strip, not a plain hoe
So we can bubble like a volcano
Hey hoe, Yeah Bitch
I'm talking to you do this hoe gear fit
And can you walk in these shoes?
I'm off in the booth ohh
With my folks from the PO
I'm a pimp, I rap and I'm a CEO