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john mackk - dipped in butter lyrics

[intro]
it’s john mackk
oh my god
i swear to god these n+ggas fraud
mm

[verse]
why would i pay for a feature? it’s a scam (why would i pay?)
n+ggas sound like dr. seuss, green eggs and ham (green eggs and ham)
i’m like what happened, brodie? n+gga, d+mn (i’m like d+mn)
back then, n+gga, you used to be the man (be the man)
i was the only man standin’ when they ran (when they ran)
i take a stand, but i can’t never take the stand (take the stand)
ask my mama, b+tch, she raised me in the land (east oakland)
probably on the phone with cj tryna cram
b+tches at the bnb from san diego (san diego)
she hate me right now, it’s okay, though (it’s okay)
she’ll love me in the morning, love her cuelo (love her cuelo)
b+tch, i think i’m scarface, but with a draco (alright)
i’m in a whole ‘nother state and n+ggas knew us (in a state)
what these n+ggas tryna copy? i ain’t blew up (i ain’t blew)
when that perc’ kicked in, a n+gga threw up
pop it no more, like (oh sh+t, now i’m done)
og fresh said, “boy, you be dipped in b+tter” (in b+tter)
smoother than a b+tch, i’ll pimp your mother (pimp your mother)
i been in my bag gettin’ rich for summer
call who you want, b+tch, i’ll strip your brother (i’ll strip him, yeah)
they be actin’ like they thuggin’, but they never was
been humble, if i want, b+tch, i can up a dub (up a dub)
i’m a professor to these hoes, but i’m buddy love (buddy love)
think it’s sweet, b+tch, the chopper got a honey bun (hrrt, hrrt, hrrt, hrrt)
best advice i ever got, a n+gga told me somethin’ (yeah)
said stay up in your bag and get your motion up (get your motion)
i cut a lot of people off, i had to focus up (had to focus)
chase a check, on my mama, and these hoes’ll come (on my mama)
these n+ggas catch a lil’ body up on accident (these n+ggas p+ssy)
if i was tellin’, i’d never want to rap again (oh my god)
i just finessed her out her bag and she mad again (oh my god)
if you ain’t p+ssy, why you freeze? bro, what happened then? (oh my god)
n+gga, tell me that
if you ever used that gun, don’t sell me that (sell me that)
if the bundle in my uh, where the sales be at? (where it’s at?)
i got a plug out in memphis, bro mail me that (n+gga, let him motherf+ckin’ mail that)
uh, n+gga, bro mail me that
n+ggas tryna ride my wave, broke n+gga, surf (n+gga, surf)
all them bodies in his rap, bro, he a perp (oh my god)
told lil’ brodie, “if you scared, then go to church” (oh my god)
hmm, you ain’t even better than my worst (than my worst)
i ain’t really wanna hit lil’ baby, so she hurt (so she hurt)
b+tch, i got my own b+tch, you hoes burnt (you hoes burnt)
i don’t even wanna hit your p+ssy, where your purse? (on my mama)
b+tch, i’m askin’ for the cheese, she tryna flirt, yeah (oh my god)
[outro]
n+gga, oh my god
uh, oh my god
n+gga, oh my god
(tobi)
n+gga, oh my god
these n+ggas frauds

- john mackk lyrics

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