Macaframa

Next song is Macaframa

Yeah

For y'all

Uneducated ass, bitches

(Fuck you hoes) yeah, yeah, yeah

Forever hating on a **** that's havin' thangs

**** in these type of situations, on lockdown

Where the real love at?

Yeah, yeah

Ain't no love for them hoes, and I'm knowin'

Bitches only jockin' X-Raided 'cause I be flowin'

That's why I'm showin' 'em love and affection in they silky section

My erection spittin' milky secretions in they directions

When you in they presence, they say you king

But when you ain't around, they clown like you a peasant

Fuck givin' the bitches presents

Diamond rings and things of that nature get you pussy for sho'

The ho will date ya and inflate your ego, but look at you, hero

Zero to show for all your actions

You went to jail with no bail, but now ain't nothin' crackin'

But back when you was free, you thought you had a solid female

But now you can't even get a visit or gotta bail for mail

Movin' like a snail when you tryna get her to handle somethin'

And late at night, she got cum drippin' out her belly button

That good-for-nothin' bitch is useless for a convict

I'm nuttin' up on hoes, ****, fuck that calm shit

Her cousin's on my nuts like a little squirrel

And I woulda been the mack her if she wasn't a little girl

But about two months from now, that little girl gon' turn 18

The number one draft pick on my hoop team

I'm that gangsta you'll answer to

When I say, "Bitch, jump," then that's what you'll do

I'm a fast-talkin' convict, blowin' your mind

I'm workin' Macaframa-lama even if I'm in the slammer

I'm that gangsta you'll answer to

And when I say, "Bitch, jump," then that's what you'll do

I'm a fast-talkin' convict, blowin' your mind

And I'm workin' Macaframa-lama even if I'm in the slammer

It don't take much

To keep your man happy doin' eight months

But it ain't no contact visit, so you can't touch

And county time ain't no joke

In Sacramento, this shit'll have you mental 'cause you can't smoke

You be stressed out, hopin' that you beat your case

Three strikes, tryna wipe out my whole race

Now here comes your wop, since you done got your time

Sayin' that she can't hang, bitch, is you out your mind?

She got everything you own, vehicle, clothes, even your home

Not a penny on your books 'cause the bitch is gone

They send you to the branch, and from there, out to Tracy

And one of the homies hook you up with this bitch Stacy

She's white, overweight with bifocals

But she sendin' letters with money orders through the postal

You dedicated in love and very quick to hit that ass

On the first conjugal visit, she had you cummin' hella fast

You lost your pretty bitch, but you gained a ugly soldier

Move over, bacon, it's time for sizzling to take over

'Cause doin' time, it's all about support

And the bitch that come and let you make her pussy pour

Tell 'em, $hort

I'm that gangsta you'll answer to

When I say, "Bitch, jump," then that's what you'll do

I'm a fast-talkin' convict, blowin' your mind

I'm workin' Macaframa-lama even if I'm in the slammer

Now this is for the homies that got them Nike-wearin' hoes

Ponytails in they hair, sportin' other bitches' clothes

Ruggish, thuggish, raggedy like a Muppet

The type that wakes up in the morning

Put on some sweats and be like, "Fuck it"

****, don't lie, you know I just detailed your baby's mama

The type of bitch that's even quicker to be distortin' drama

Like a comma, puttin' pauses in your sentences

Y'all can't even get along, irreconcilable differences

That bitch is famous from so many nameless dicks that penetrated it

She's gameless, that's how you know she's never been with Raided

She's aimless, where is you headed, bitch, is you knowin'?

Gettin' on my nerves like my bunky when he's snorin'

Immediately get rid of her at this moment

And shake her like Jordan does a basketball opponent

'Cause if you ever fall or take a loss, ****, that bitch is gone

That little leech has found another **** to lean on

She's a forty-ounce swigger, weed smoker, needin' to give that shit up

Her bill barely overlapin', needin' to do some sit-ups

She lazy as can be and'll never make no progress

So shake that ho, that's all I can suggest, ****

X-Raided love

Yeah, how many of these bitches out there like that?

Funky-ass hoes (yeah)

Good for nothin'

Run out on a motherfucker when the times get hard

Punk-ass bitch (yeah)

Yeah, Die Dog said that

Sorry-ass bitch (bitch) (yeah)

All you hoes'll fit that description

You know why?

'Cause I'm workin' Macaframa-lama even if I'm in the slammer

Bitch

I'm that gangsta you'll answer to

When I say, "Bitch, jump," then that's what you'll do

I'm a fast-talkin' convict, blowin' your mind

I'm workin' Macaframa-lama even if I'm in the slammer