[Verse 1: Mac Dre]
Fuck what it cost, bitch, I'm with the boss
Cutthoat niggas quick to put you in a cross
Got the heart and assault, bitch, speed off
Menage a trois back at the loft
But I'm bud, gotta make you cough
Many like it doff, to get off, go off
Ooh wee, Mac Dre ride with Dubee
But when we in Salt Lake, we hock loogies
Shinin' like a ruby, livin' like a movie
Stay gone, perkin' in the studi'
Tryna get loony, you ain't know?
Straight dough with Mac Dre, ho
[Chorus: Baby Bash, Mac Dre]
'Cause we uncockblockable
Fuck what it cost, we just rock the shows
We uncockblockable
And this marijuana move is unstoppable
Fuck what it cost, bitch
Fuck what it cost, bitch
Fuck what it cost, fuck what it cost
Fuck what it, fuck what it cost, bitch, I'm with the boss
[Verse 2: Baby Bash]
Started off with powder packs of rock cocaine
Used to juk that shit, block hotter than propane
Four-door Chevys and rallys in your rain
That boy Bash was killin' the dope game
And I ain't lyin' like half the rappers you love
I'm just takin' me a dab, not givin' a fuck
And now we rockin' 20,000 seat stages (Yee)
And you can call the checks I'm gettin' outrageous
You already know who gon' hate the best
Cockblockers and them aliens
'Cause I'ma tour the world with your favorite girl
We gon' keep the shit lit in the name of Furl, yee yee
Fuck what it cost, bitch, I'm with the boss
Cutthoat niggas quick to put you in a cross
Got the heart and assault, bitch, speed off
Menage a trois back at the loft
But I'm bud, gotta make you cough
Many like it doff, to get off, go off
Ooh wee, Mac Dre ride with Dubee
But when we in Salt Lake, we hock loogies
Shinin' like a ruby, livin' like a movie
Stay gone, perkin' in the studi'
Tryna get loony, you ain't know?
Straight dough with Mac Dre, ho
[Chorus: Baby Bash, Mac Dre]
'Cause we uncockblockable
Fuck what it cost, we just rock the shows
We uncockblockable
And this marijuana move is unstoppable
Fuck what it cost, bitch
Fuck what it cost, bitch
Fuck what it cost, fuck what it cost
Fuck what it, fuck what it cost, bitch, I'm with the boss
[Verse 2: Baby Bash]
Started off with powder packs of rock cocaine
Used to juk that shit, block hotter than propane
Four-door Chevys and rallys in your rain
That boy Bash was killin' the dope game
And I ain't lyin' like half the rappers you love
I'm just takin' me a dab, not givin' a fuck
And now we rockin' 20,000 seat stages (Yee)
And you can call the checks I'm gettin' outrageous
You already know who gon' hate the best
Cockblockers and them aliens
'Cause I'ma tour the world with your favorite girl
We gon' keep the shit lit in the name of Furl, yee yee
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