Letra Mac daddy Sporty Thievz

Mac daddy

Now why aint you over there where you supposed to be?
The white-trip, goldie, he tried to off me, man.
Let me tell you something now, you listen to me and you listen to me
Closely.
I dont give a shit about what happened to you, now I want you to get
Yourself together and get back out there and get me my money! now I dont
Care how
Long it takes for you get out there and get it!. now get!

Chorus:
Yo big dubez, what it look like?
Sporty thievz, brando be the crook type
King kirks sideburns be on hook, right?
We just some niggaz that keep our good looks tight
We all match

(marlon brando)
Hey yo where the party at? blunts copped in cogn-y-ac
Girls in the act, like where the fuck marlon at? call him back
Ask him where he ballin at, thats only right,
Goin thru all the lights, with the bright motor-bikes on the pike
Girls be watchin all the booming sales
Talkin bout do my nails and take me to bloomingdales
Gassed they ex-males for the lex ginger-ale
Playa spinned the cryst-al, trickin french fingernails
Now, virginia girls keep their hair looking lit up
Getting ready for the summer, all spring doin sit-ups
My love will make you shake-up, call your man to break-up
Have sex all night, and Ill leave before you wake up

Chorus 2x

(big dubez)
Honey was bad to death, playin the far left
Came in with some nigga, Im figurin ? ? par-lef? ?
I runs up on shorty, you know bein a sporty
Thief, I brief shorty on lickin my whole body
Spit a hella flame of game, what the fucks my name?
All it took was a minute to ruin this bitchs brain
She like dont you? , Im like yea, yeah
You ripped a- that? yea there
So why dont we, you, me, you know? she like yea, where?
Jack with lime pieces got me straight like creases
Got rid of my dime pieces, I walked in on alishas
Now honey all facetious, wantin to skate
Thats when her man popped up, getting ready to hate
Oh, so where you think you goin? , Im like yo pause, player
We go way back, I aint tryin to lay her
I cant see how a player cant see himself getting played
Getting hit with I knew boo since the 10th grade
To ease pa, I complemented the bar
Then I hit money with a funny cigar
With his back turned we broke out, he gotta be burnt
I got his bitch up in the radisson, suckin, smokin madison
Even though we bounced I still lit up the place
Cuz when he lit that long cuban, it blew up in his face

Chorus 2x

(king kirk)
Shorty in the tight gown, over there in the pink
Threw a wink, almost dropped my drink
As I stopped to think, it must be the links
Or the glow from the ice, reflectin off the disco lights
So kirk, maybe its your night, so I stepped to her polite
And tapped her, introduced king kirk the rapper
She screamed with laughter, drink splashed, coulda smacked her
Then my breath stopped
When I look on my shirt, I bet not have a wet spot (bitch)
Love, you lucky, no more to say, lifted a business card laying to emg,
And walked away, I dont play
Playings for players Im a mack, type to be in limos jet-black
Havin a chat, rubbin the cat, went over and sat
In my reserved seats, waiter serving me eats
Im observing the freeks, lookin for asscheeks
About four of em or more of em
Then I saw some, told the waiter call all of em
They came said their name and that the club was borin em
And they was watching me all night but I kept ignorin em
Im just thinking bout lurin em to my crib, scorin em
As the waiter started pourin em drinks, I peeped the whore in em
Later they trapp-ted me happily, sexin rapidly
No strategy, actually cousin? , just the mack in me
Nahhhmean? ?

Chorus 2x

(female singing)
Hey there, mac daddy, if you want me badly
To hop in your caddy and groooove
You just have to spend, Ill fuck you and your friend
Or do whatever you choooose, nowww

(sporty thievz)
Hey miss sugar mama, we aint spendin nada
You gotta suck the dick (get the dick, get the dick, get the dick)
You think you slick, you stupid bitch
Real macks dont trick (I thought you knew, I thought you knew)