Bernie Mac Lyrics

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The first kick off fuck it I'm a take it to the house

And this bitch wet as the fuck I don't want to take it out

Baby and you bad and you know it okay let me take you out

Fuck it now I'm feeling like Chris Breezy baby let me take you down

So just make this shit easy bitch and just put it in your mouth

Finna slide down with my blickey nigga shoot it while I crouch

Wait what the fuck this is Meski bitch I made this on the couch

Everybody tried to leave me they didn't want to stick around

She been banking on me she know I'm a slime free Gunna

And I just touched down with fours in Vegas fuck stunna

Niggas keep on talking bout the bitch but I don't want her

Nigga fuck around and walk a nigga down like summer

My bitch she know I lay pipe like a plumber

My bitch she know I got two sticks like a drummer

Like Gucci Mane I done got some in the back seat of a hummer

On a playboy hit my telegram like fuck giving out numbers

Yeah facts yeah if you niggas know then it's me

Off them packs yeah I'll get a better ticket OT

Hella racks yeah the only way to get it is no sleep

And bitch I'm hell a smacked yeah smoking on a nigga that's deceased

And this some Bryce type shit but he made it just for dubber

And this some slime type shit I already told you free thugger

Yeah that's my fine bitch and just for her boy I'm gonna love her

Ain't got lie I'm sliding bout my bitch, boy you can die trying to touch her

Know you niggas who want songs boy you can pay me for that verse

You trying to get her out her thong, I want the money in the purse

Nigga all these clips long boy don't you end up in a hearse

Fuck it send a bullet at this nigga like he was Jermaine Kearse

Nigga fuck it yeah I don't do no hooks

I just threw away my notebook cause all the writing shit for the birds

Niggas really squares what the fuck like they working as a nurse

Twenty-four hour seven eleven my bitch suck like a Slurpee

Niggas know I'm a real Mac, Bernie

Like sesame boy, I been in the street like Ernie

They try to get the best of me, I'll hit a hole in one fuck a birdie

They know I got recipes and niggas be like plankton trying to serve me

And these niggas keep talking bout the beef in the jerky

And I don't think these niggas got enough cheese to come to hurt me

And overseas think I'm finally up my G's out in Turkey

Told her say cheese up in slime I ain't got lie this bitch purdy

Yeah you know I'm a keep it real this bitch bad

Way before that nigga Db been bout a bag

To keep it real I'm getting mad with all you niggas and this cap

What the fuck nigga stop making them songs that ain't rap