Girl look,
fuck your man and them niggas he be hanging with
Niggas he be slangin with, me I'm on some banging shit
Strictly, now you with me or you wasting my time
and time is valuable
especially when you looking at it through this perpetual
Now how you love that, I nothing nice with the ice
Me without the mic is like the Orients with no rice
But look fuck that let's take a walk to where my truck at
All I wanna do is talk I ain't got to touch that
But thats game, before you know it she callin my name
Runnin round tellin bitches she my main trying to get some fame
And thats the game so you gotta respect that
And respect my mind too cause I could get you naked in seconds
Mac-a-deezy if you open up I'ma slide in easy
But if it's cheezy let me smack you
And call you all kind of bad words like bitch
And smack myself too for trying to get with ya
Should have knew you was stank
And all you wanted was the tank
Chorus: Mac ( Ms. Peaches)
I don't wanna be ya man
I wanna tap something if it's cool (It's Cool)
But if you not ask your girl what I asked you
And when she tell about the way I freaked her
heres the number to my beeper
Look
I don't wanna be ya man
I wanna tap something if it's cool (It's Cool)
But if you not ask your girl what I asked you
And when she tell about the way I freaked her
here's the number to my beeper
Verse 2 (Mac) :
Check it, look
I meets bitches, I greets bitches, I freak bitches
Them street bitches, even you sugar sweet bitches
I neva eats bitches, I suck titties
Might even fuck titties, now you with me?
Then hit me on my hip and call me anytime don't even trip
I gua
