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Mac Dre
Mac Dre
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mac Dre
Mac Dre
Composer

Lyrics

Uh, what?
Doll-la-la-la lots of paper
Ah-ah, mmm, what?
Doll-la-la-la lots of paper
Preppy pimp, Crestside riders
Broke 150's and top siders
Whoops upside her head, if she comes short
Bread, I'm a gun folk, yeah, I'm a cutthroat
Backwood burner, Mac and murder
I pack a squirter, when I blap the squirter
Who's gon' fall like tall timber? (Timber)
Killin' off the whole gang, all members
Cum in her, never Magnum
She better, have 'em, or I'm never stabbin'
Whatever happened to the girl from the south?
Suck a dick so good, they called her pussy mouth (Pussy mouth)
Pussy foul, but the head's A+
If I put her in heels and a little makeup
And hit Vegas, will she make us?
Doll-la-la-la lots of paper
Doll-la-la-la lots of paper
Doll-la-la-la lots of paper
Put your heels on the strip, see what you make us
Doll-la-la-la lots of paper
Doll-la-la-la lots of paper
Doll-la-la-la lots of paper
Put your heels on the strip, see what you make us
Doll-la-la-la lots of paper
I need a beat baby, what you need to do is turn
She a cheap paper, I show you how to get it
How to work your heels, maybe
If you get up and you get out
Turn corners, stick to it, dont let up
Your toes hit the strip, bring drip, bring cheddar (Ching-ching)
Get money get dough what else can I tell you?
Bob man, he anglin', C-A-T will sell you
Thick game that I stole from a older uncle
It's nephew Ben, it's your nephew Bubble
But dont get me, I'm like 'cause nephew trouble
If she knew better, she'll do better
Like my uncle Miami say, "Her mom won't let her"
I'ma be a west player, with style forever
Will Bobcat quit? Hell naw I want cheddar
Make a punk rock hit the block, give a burger
Doll-la-la-la lots of paper
Doll-la-la-la lots of paper
Doll-la-la-la lots of paper
Put your heels on the strip, see what you make us
Doll-la-la-la lots of paper
Doll-la-la-la lots of paper
Doll-la-la-la lots of paper
Put your heels on the strip, see what you make us
Doll-la-la-la lots of paper
When my money get low, I don't kick in the door
I just pick up a ho and make her get with the flow
Give her the script that I want her to play
And 'bout a day or two, fuck the dick game
Now she wants to pay her dues
Show her what these players do, down in Vegas
Air Force Nikes, we dont need no gators
500 Benz and we're riding scrapers
And any old hater catch shock from the blazer
Doll-la-la lots of paper, blocks of cake the
Open up shop, get a knots to taste her
You got to pay us, or it's turns
If I don't see you working and you're splurging, then it's hurting
I gotta be perking when I'm on the strip
And make a bitch give dome and stay on the trick
And I'm known to dip, from Frisco to Vegas
Doll-la-la-la lots of paper
Doll-la-la-la lots of paper
Doll-la-la-la lots of paper
Put your heels on the strip, see what you make us
Doll-la-la-la lots of paper
Doll-la-la-la lots of paper
Doll-la-la-la lots of paper
Put your heels on the strip, see what you make us
Doll-la-la-la lots of paper
Uh, what?
Doll-la-la-la lots of paper, ah-ah, mmm, what?
Doll-la-la-la lots of paper
Written by: Mac Dre
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