Return Of The Mac

(Intro) Yea Right You gotta turn up them headphones Uh Yea yea yea (Hook) It’s the return of the Mac (ooh yea yea) It’s the return of the Mac (ooh yea yea) (Yea baby I’m the man and I’m free I’ll never let a bitch slow bow wow me) It’s the return of the Mac (ooh yea yea) It’s the return of the Mac (ooh yea yea) (Yea baby I’m the man and I’m free I’ll never let a bitch slow bow wow me) It’s the return of the Mac [Iamsu] Shawty it’s yo birthday, I got a earthy boot thing from Berkeley And you the one of the winners, girl you in first place And I’ll take you to dinner but don’t desert me I’m with them heartbreak gangbangers like all day In city Man The Flash what they call me Huh, these rappers lousy I’m at the car lot test drivin Audi’s And I’mma do my thing if she let me She 2 steppin, brand new Giuseppes I’m like damn damn you look sexy She like slow down, you can’t catch me I told er something real sick and made her ass settle I’m with my young nigga Sage he Mr Gas Pedal And I’m a hustler, a grinder, the cash getter But when it comes to this game I picks the last river [Hook] (P-lo) Go Shawty, it’s yo birthday Uh, I don’t really care though Young Mac, I got spare hoes Every time I’m with yo girl, she don’t wear clothes She a freak bitch Got caught up in the wave, now she sea sick Then I get up in that pussy I go deep in Uh, got a freaky Puerto Rican, only fuck you on the weekend Better leave a pussy leakin uh She don’t never say shit Been mac’in since a youngin, this base shit I don’t fuck with broke hoes, that’s basic If she fuckin with me she bring the cake in Turn around, I’mma hit it from the back They bringin up my name, only talkin bout a Mac Need about 10 K when they talkin bout the track When they talkin bout today me ain’t worried bout that [Hook] (Sage The Gemini) I got money, you don’t even know it I be basketballin, you don’t joke, you know it yuh I’m a movie, got the most scene showin Set the vibe on the record and ho you ain’t even broke it yea Got some like Texaco, border Mexico Next to blow, next to go on the stage and blow a blab I so wanted money go and treason I’m inside up in it, I’mma share like a bunch of likes if that’s where I be set actin in jail HBK the gang yea I rep though And I don’t fuck wit you, that’s a step back I’m flyin no plane, just a jetpack I spit crackin like I run my wrists in knife sex I gave it back like a refund yuh Run to yo girl now let’s all rewind yea It’s television if you own one yea Bad hoes, yea, all the time yea [Hook]