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100s – life of a mack lyrics

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[intro]
in the life of a mack
in the life of a mack

[verse 1]
i swear a b-tch will always want some more
take a p-ss, wash my d-ck, then i’m out the f-ckin’ door
stiff one, arm hug, nothin’ mushy
gotta jet, d-ck still smellin’ like p-ssy
speed it up, speed it up, speed it up
now i’m lookin’ through my n-gga nest, tryna find a cigarette
breakfast date with nicolette, but she gotta hold
because a n-gga blew his last one
i gotta cop and pack some
it took a two-egger to mack that b-tch
n-gga, watch and observe my mack antics
she ain’t, she ain’t never seen nothin’ like this
two braids, west coast, straight bumpin’ like this
it was almost 2, i had to go anyway
but before i left, there was somethin’ i had to say
“your daddy rich, huh? tell ’em that you mess with me
tell him that i’m next up, he need to come invest in me.”

[hook]
straight makin’ that money
straight makin’ that money
young playas gettin’ raised out here
and all the chicken-head b-tches wanna braid my hair
straight takin’ that money
straight takin’ that money
it’s all good, no sweat off my back
‘cause it’s just another day in the life of a mack

[verse 2]
it’s almost 3, and i had her waitin’ for nothin’
so now she cryin’ and fussin’
she think i’m f-ckin’ her cousin
i say, “hold up, can you prove that? b-tch, are you sure?
the last time i saw that b-tch was back in 2004.”
she was bad, you can’t blame it on sh-t
since back when freak-a-leek was on the radio and sh-t
if i remember correctly, don’t ever sweat me
don’t think i won’t turn your broken heart into confetti
round 6, got a call from an unknown
must’ve been some ancient b-tches playin’ up on my phone
hit the store and got a bottle of rum
they gave it to me ‘cause they knew me
motherf-cker, i ain’t 21
had to k!ll it, feelin’ made right now
then went on a drunk mission to my main b-tch’ house
got some p-ssy, then i p-ssed out
woke up and hit it again
‘cause she was sleepin’ with her -ss out

[hook]
straight makin’ that money
straight makin’ that money
young playas gettin’ raised out here
and all the chicken-head b-tches wanna braid my hair
straight takin’ that money
straight takin’ that money
it’s all good, no sweat off my back
‘cause it’s just another day in the life of a mack