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MADE MAN
412
Hip-Hop/Rap
MADE MAN was released on May 9, 2025 by TTG as a part of the album IOU2
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AlbumIOU2
Release DateMay 9, 2025
LabelTTG
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM68

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mac Critter
Mac Critter
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mac Critter
Mac Critter
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mac Critter
Mac Critter
Producer

Lyrics

**** just bumpin' they lips and rappin'
Real deal church boy ain't been in no action
Boy, I'm a made man makin' shit happen
Real deal big boy just like Pappy
See all them old ass ****, get to smackin'
I just be dumpin' on they ass for practice
Say he ain't seen me, he seen him a terroist
Seen that fire jump out, that motherfucker rapid
You ain't got more money than me you a maggot
How you gon' cover up your lil' brother? Faggot
Fuckin' the baddest bitch, put her in baguettes
Fly her to LA, lil' Billy ya baguettes
Try a **** faster than eatin' him a salad
I want the blue cheese, the relish, the lettuce
Hold on, baked potato, I ain't petty
Let a **** play with me, bet they regret it
Real **** in my own lane
Dope power, **** we gamblin', swing
I put that belt on her like Pootie Tang
Turned to a track star, he seen that flame
Gotta get out of here, you ain't servin'
Told lil' brother, "These **** be nervous"
Ain't no money involved, we ain't mergin'
Got a freaky lil' ho stay on Kirby
Fucked the shit out her, can't stop on these perkies
Fucked the shit out her, I can't stop, that's the percocets
Sad City Critter wanna rock in a turtleneck
Said when I fuck her she like to get hollered at
Back of the Maybach that work
Bitch, you swallow that
Play with the shit, you get whacked
Do you follow that?
**** just bumpin' they lips and rappin'
Real deal church boy ain't been in no action
Boy, I'm a made man makin' shit happen
Real deal big boy just like Pappy
See all them old ass ****, get to smackin'
I just be dumpin' on they ass for practice
Say he ain't seen me, he seen him a terroist
Seen that fire jump out, that motherfucker rapid
You ain't got more money than me you a maggot
How you gon' cover up your lil' brother? Faggot
Fuckin' the baddest bitch, put her in baguettes
Fly her to LA, lil' Billy ya baguettes
Try a **** faster than eatin' him a salad
I want the blue cheese, the relish, the lettuce
Hold on, baked potato, I ain't petty
Let a **** play with me, bet they regret it
Real **** in my own lane
Dope power, **** we gamblin', swing
I put that belt on her like Pootie Tang
Turned to a track star, he seen that flame
Gotta get out of here, you ain't servin'
Told lil' brother, "These **** be nervous"
Ain't no money involved, we ain't mergin'
Got a freaky lil' ho stay on Kirby
Fucked the shit out her, can't stop on these perkies
Fucked the shit out her, I can't stop, that's the percocets
Sad City Critter wanna rock in a turtleneck
Said when I fuck her she like to get hollered at
Back of the Maybach that work
Bitch, you swallow that
Play with the shit, you get whacked
Do you follow that?
Written by: Jeff "Critter" Newell
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