Go to Church Hoe M.C. Mack
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[Chorus: Suga-T & M.C. Mack]
I wanna be saved
Go to church, go to church
Go to church, ho
I wanna be saved
Go to church, go to church
Go to church, ho
I wanna be saved
Go to church, go to church
Go to church, ho
I wanna be saved
Go to church, go to church
Go to church, ho
I wanna be saved
Go to church, go to church
Go to church, ho
I wanna be saved
Go to church, go to church
Go to church, ho
[Verse 1: M.C. Mack]
Silly groupies on my nuts be thinkin' the Mack got cheese to save a play
Never will I drop off my ends to a watermelon bitch, but see, however
Niggas like the Mack don’t give these hoes no slack, I charge they ass
Pick 'em up and drop 'em off on the track, comin’ back a hour later "Trick, ho, wheres my cash?"
Mackin' and pimpin' and breakin' and cakin' these scanty bitches, Mack's no buste
And if you think I'm savin' these hoes, you blinded when I can’t see after other
M.C. Mack is a pimpin’ Mack and buster snitches can not stand it, ridin' on gold thangs, chiefin’ hay all day, dwell in Raleigh, boomin' dollars
Hoes be in my business and my face, but bitches get no ends from Mack, you gotta' have dollars, 'fore I holler riches, thank you, bitches
Silly sluts, they have no mind and constantly tryin’ to pop game
No "S" on my chest, Mack won't savin' these bitches, I'll kick back, chiefin' on that motherfuckin' blunt thang
Conin' with my yalk and buster bitches keep me bailed with loot
Herringbone, cellular phone, pimpin' games to the same stompin' hoes with Polo boots
My green Elantra clean, I'm ridin' on dipped in gold McLean's, can you hizzo?
I doubt it, funky hoes, I'm about bein' paid, fuck bein' saved
I wanna be saved
Go to church, go to church
Go to church, ho
I wanna be saved
Go to church, go to church
Go to church, ho
I wanna be saved
Go to church, go to church
Go to church, ho
I wanna be saved
Go to church, go to church
Go to church, ho
I wanna be saved
Go to church, go to church
Go to church, ho
I wanna be saved
Go to church, go to church
Go to church, ho
[Verse 1: M.C. Mack]
Silly groupies on my nuts be thinkin' the Mack got cheese to save a play
Never will I drop off my ends to a watermelon bitch, but see, however
Niggas like the Mack don’t give these hoes no slack, I charge they ass
Pick 'em up and drop 'em off on the track, comin’ back a hour later "Trick, ho, wheres my cash?"
Mackin' and pimpin' and breakin' and cakin' these scanty bitches, Mack's no buste
And if you think I'm savin' these hoes, you blinded when I can’t see after other
M.C. Mack is a pimpin’ Mack and buster snitches can not stand it, ridin' on gold thangs, chiefin’ hay all day, dwell in Raleigh, boomin' dollars
Hoes be in my business and my face, but bitches get no ends from Mack, you gotta' have dollars, 'fore I holler riches, thank you, bitches
Silly sluts, they have no mind and constantly tryin’ to pop game
No "S" on my chest, Mack won't savin' these bitches, I'll kick back, chiefin' on that motherfuckin' blunt thang
Conin' with my yalk and buster bitches keep me bailed with loot
Herringbone, cellular phone, pimpin' games to the same stompin' hoes with Polo boots
My green Elantra clean, I'm ridin' on dipped in gold McLean's, can you hizzo?
I doubt it, funky hoes, I'm about bein' paid, fuck bein' saved
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