Dinner For 1 Lyrics

Yeah

Every time.. Every mother fuckin time

Dinner for 1 this a hundred dollar steak

Fat nigga throw some shrimps on my plate

Matter fact.. it was a good day

Boosey called cuz hit em wit a good play

And I been outta town for weeks got my bitch trippin

Came back wit a bag she sayin shit different

And I can't lie she prolly right cause I been trapping different

All the shit that I been thru got me actin different

What's the Mac without the cheese I was lacking nigga

I'm Mike Jack up in this bitch I'm bout action nigga

We still not playin dem boys action figures

If I'm on a plane it's in my baggage wit me

Showtime I brought that magic wit me

& Summer done y'all can have dat really

On God (Nah for real on God!)

Look

I said dinner for 1, back to the topic tho

I was thinkin Maestros maybe Pappadeaux

On the phone wit Greaze plotting where da the profit go

Sippin champagne told her pop that hoe

"Would u like another glass of champagne?

Yeah I'll just take the whole bottle. Thank you."

First rule Getting bread not optional

Second rule we the wave. They dont rock the boat

Was doin bad I had options tho

My bitch got lazy had to drop that hoe

I'm at the Springhill for the week

All these 7 days these niggas.. (u get it)

Dese niggas weak as fuck man

On God!

Aye check please we can wrap this one up

Hold on hold on hold on

You already know what I got to say

It's Mac!