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flack (usa) - return of the mack! lyrics

[chorus]
d+mn, run it up. up
d+mn, yea, n+ggas can’t f+ck with us
d+mn, n+gga run up, on god, gone get jammed
d+mn

[verse 1]
i’m feeling militant, my cup of tank
general huncho, lil’ b+tch i’m top rank
h+lla conceited, don’t think my sh+t stank
see you boys everywhere except the bank
d+mn, she do whatever for me
if i do the talking, it comes with a fee
whatever i do, i don’t do it for free
come put up some racks cause the talking is cheap
d+mn, i want some racks in the bank
d+mn, i want a house with a lake
d+mn, me and my guys causing may+
ham, she wanna f+ck, i’m like “yes
ma’am!”, and i’m always gonna change a sack
and when we get rich, we can never go back
d+mn, get to the sack
and when i get to it, i’m making them stack
d+mn, lil shawty fine as f+ck
she dark skinned as h+ll with a lil’ b+tt
d+mn, but i can’t cuff her up
she sneaky as h+ll, she can’t give out trust
d+mn, and i’m always gonna be the one
i’m always gonna be the one with the funds
i’ll beat the sh+t out you, won’t need a gun
these n+ggas ain’t never on nothing
[chorus]
d+mn, run it up. up
d+mn, yea n+ggas can’t f+ck with us
d+mn n+gga run up, on god, gone get jammed
d+mn

[verse 2]
it’s only me but she crying out “god!”
and unlike them hoes, lil’ b+tch you a lie
she thought i was green but i saw the facade
know i’m always gone keep this stick right by my side, side, side, side
they only support when you get to the top
love at the top but gone hate on the rise
n+ggas be lying, they telling you drop
d+mn, and everyone knows but you, n+gga
my n+gga, your sh+t is some ass
i played your new music around all the shawties and all of them laughed, d+mn
and you quick to say, “you a b+tch!”, you need to go save up some racks, d+mn
and you quick to chase you a b+tch, you need to go chase you a bag, d+mn
she say, “flack, they speaking on you”, these n+ggas should slow up their roll, d+mn
these n+ggas, they phony as h+ll, these n+ggas don’t stick to the code, d+mn
these n+ggas, they gossip and lie on my name, lil’ boy you a hoe
boy, you ain’t f+cking with me and my woes
we walking out, kappas, we taking a stroll

[chorus]
d+mn, run it up. up
d+mn, yea n+ggas can’t f+ck with us
d+mn n+gga run up, on god, gone get jammed
d+mn
[outro]
d+mn, d+mn
put it on something, lil’ n+gga you a ham, you a
ha ha ha ha, yea, ha ha ha
d+mn, q
ha ha
not sh+t

- flack usa lyrics

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