Akeem Ali - The Mack
The Pimp, The Mack, The Player, The Pro. How could I be all of these and still break a hoe??The Pimp, The Mack, The Player, The Pro. If you ain’t neither one of em you’ll never have no dough.
I’m Pimp tight and know what a bitch like
I invite her over just to put some dick in her wind pipe
The simp life is something I complain about day and night cuz my bitches would probably get outta line if I didn’t gripe
I tell a hoe to jump, and she ask me for a trampoline been pimpin for ages I was macking out Mary Madgeline
Look I got more hoes than the world got people, and I could Mack a bitch down to nothing just as sure as a squirrel got squeakers
And I’m smooth so what you tryna get into I send my bitches after bitches that I sent off and say tell em I sent you
I’m hot as a stove top but I’m still chill I’m ballin and keep two of em on my side my world is LouWill Ville
And I’m still real the fact that I will peel keep all of my bitches in line I feed em food for thought and give em a meal deal
My flow sick it’s a lil ill I whip the lac til the wheel squeal prescription bottle full of ice cubes
Take a chill pill baby
The Pimp, The Mack, The Player, The Pro. How could I be all of these and still break a hoe??
The Pimp, The Mack, The Player, The Pro. If you ain’t neither one of em you’ll never have no dough.
The Pimp, The Mack, The Player, The Pro. How could I be all of these and still break a hoe??
The Pimp, The Mack, The Player, The Pro. Because if you ain’t neither one of em you’ll never have no dough.
Now it’s Akeem the prince if she ain’t got common sense then I Deem her dense
Bitches loss they mind and shit I don’t were it seem to went
I’m hot as cooking grease you can read the meter, you pimping and getting a lil dough but that ain’t no real cheese you a vegan pizza
I tell hoes don’t join if they very scary I work em year and give em a break on the 32nd of February
If you don’t pay my hoes that can start confusion so I walk into the club and scare the shit out a nigga make him a party pooper
It’s the Mack of all Mack’s I get wicked with it in Mississippi, section full of models and prissy bitches
I got the baddest of em all and I bring the best I tell a hoe don’t play wit me my mama didn’t name me finger sex
And nigga don’t be approaching none of my hoes unless yo finances correlate with they fine asses and then we can sip some yak outta wine glasses
My hoes so fine they make me pitch a fit she thick as grits and keep my dick hard as Chinese arithmetic
Ya dig what I’m sayin baby.
The Pimp, The Mack, The Player, The Pro. How could I be all of these and still break a hoe??
The Pimp, The Mack, The Player, The Pro. If you ain’t neither one of em you’ll never have no dough.
The Pimp, The Mack, The Player, The Pro. How could I be all of these and still break a hoe??
The Pimp, The Mack, The Player, The Pro. Because if you ain’t neither one of em you’ll never have no dough.
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