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Mac Dre - Get Loud
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mac Dre
Mac Dre
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mac Dre
Mac Dre
Composer

Lyrics

When I got to the spot it wasn't even crowded Made a few phone calls now we all bout it, bout it Pillin with it, hella fitted, punk rock better quit it Got one pill left and she askin me to split it I ain't with it, where I'm goin? Bitch Why? Have you ever had X O in your eye? Bitch why, die, choke on suffa My niggas in da back trynna smoke on suffa Fa sho gone stuff a, dub in da wood Now it's me, MD, PSD and Shoog I'm feelin' good, UGH, got a hoe on jock I think she on pills to, maybe not Baby cock, nineteen, with her own spot And a day with Dre, I'll have her on robot It don't stop, I'm a mack and I'm proud, I go wild get hyphy, get loud It was me, Hedi, and Black Jesus Goin 2 da store to bring back the juice So we can get to pillin it, feelin it man Giggin hella hard and start killin it man We I'll in da van, Chevy 20s Fat backwood, never skinny Icon Nikes on my feet And I come hyphy on my beats She wear cleats cause shes in da game An All-Star legend in da Jaw of Fame If it's all da same, I think I'll pass She gots lots of ass but, no cash And I needs cash like a car needs gas, If you don't got it, get far, quick, fast I'm a star with class, Big Famous, Thizzlamic Speak another language
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