Letra Yiccen Wiz Khalifa

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Mack up on this shit, I'm talkin' about you busters runnin' lip
You poppin' game of lemon-lame, watermelons make me click
You Mack up on this shit, I'm talkin' about you busters runnin' lip
You poppin' game of lemon-lame, watermelons make me click
You Mack up on this shit, I'm talkin' about you busters runnin' lip
You poppin' game of lemon-lame, watermelons make me click
You actin' like you down, but when I come around, your ass ain't down
Run your mouth, just like a ho, Mack don't even—

Twenty-five Gs, pop it (Pop), get on your knees, pop it (Pop)
If you really want it, say that you gon' ask for it don't really see what's the problem (Nah)
I'ma keep throwin' out all of this money long as you continue to drop it (Drop)
If you get this pound and roll up the joints, that mean that you get to go shoppin' (Shop)

It's nothin'
No, no, no, no
It's nothin' (It's nothin')
No, no, no, no

Twenty-five Gs, pop it (Pop), get on your knees, pop it (Pop)
He a lil' boy, he ain't payin' for nothin', tell him he need to stop it (Stop)

Mack, Mack, Mack up on this shit (I like that, hahahahahahah)I'm talkin' about you busters runnin' lip
You poppin' game of lemon-lame, watermelons make me click
You Mack up on this shit, I'm talkin' about you busters runnin' lip
You poppin' game of lemon-lame, watermelons make me click

Twenty-five Gs, pop it, get on your knees, pop it
He a lil' boy, he ain't payin' for nothin', tell him he need to stop it
Twenty-five Gs, pop it (Pop), get on your knees, pop it (Pop)
He a lil' boy, he ain't payin' for nothin', tell him he need to stop it (Stop)

Sour D smokin', I got motion, so, the bank never closin' (Sour D)
I got a mansion on top of the hill and all of my diamonds be emotin' (Hahahahahahah; uh)
I had a therapy session with her (Yeah)
Now, she wanna call me when she lonely
Knew that I had her around, but he gave her two-thou'
Now, she fuckin' with the homie
Fuck it (Hah), do anything for the yickin'
All of my niggas be drippin' (All of my niggas)
Chrome on Chrome, I baited ticket
I count it up once and I spend it
She ain't smoke weed in a minute (Yeah)
Girl, I'm the man where I'm from
So, come here 'cause I got the key to the city (Hahahahah; uh)
She feelin' real bad 'cause the summer is over we got 'til the end of September

Mack, Mack, Mack up on this shit (That's tough), I'm talkin' about you busters runnin' lip
You poppin' game of lemon-lame, watermelons make me click
You Mack up on this shit, I'm talkin' about you busters runnin' lip
You poppin' game of lemon-lame, watermelons make me click

Twenty-five Gs, pop it, get on your knees, pop it
He a lil' boy, he ain't payin' for nothin', tell him he need to stop it
Twenty-five Gs, pop it (Pop), get on your knees, pop it (Pop)
He a lil' boy, he ain't payin' for nothin', tell him he need to stop it (Stop)