Macula's Theory (feat. Big Daddy Kane)

A'ight, tell me this

If you got 36 prostitutes and thirty cents in your pocket

What you got?

Proof that hoes come a dime a dozen baby

Uh huh, yeah

I mastered the craft on the way to keep 'em strung

The **** wanna keep my name from off they girls' tongue

So many brag and boast and like to play high quotes

Always promisin' Thomas' and can't cook toast

Thinkin' that the mackin' game is just a fashion show

Not realizin' that the rulers get the cash and go

Pull up a chair young and notice that the lesson that I'm tellin'

How to be a player better than Bill Bellamy

My tongue commits the felony, here's how I gotcha

To do the things your momma told you not ta, I shot ya

Collect as much product as my mouth'll get

And plus I keep my game in order like the alphabet

Mister spectacular, better known as Mackula

Actors pimpin', a legend just like an Acura

I lay down the law at the door moment that I get with her

The female predator, etcetera, etcetera

Better to come on in, the Hustle's good so why knock It

Then watch the way I lock it, straight ballin', corner pocket

Anything goes when it comes to hoes 'cause pimpin' ain't easy

("What you see is what you get")

Anything goes when it comes to hoes 'cause pimpin' ain't easy

("Mackula, he done struck again")

You stepped into the playin' field, I don't know what you're thinkin'

'Cause game can smell game, and right now your ass is stinkin'

Makin' my presence known, see I only do it vague

Nowadays, playahating's goin' around just like the plague

By regardless, I'm on some play-hard shit

My body's used to all them, I was on the graveyard shift

Survival of the fittest, now all you **** try to get this

While y'all makin' love, I'm makin' love into a business

Now, what's the matter, no confidence within' your data?

I seen you trippin' since I first started lookin' at her

And if she peak, you know that she'll creep

And if you sleep, then that'll be just one you won't keep, uh

Now boy you know you need your ass whipped

For holdin' on her hand as if you're goin' on some first grade class trip

You feel unable, to keep her in your stable

As she listens to the bubbly that's poppin' at the next table

Life's finer things, victory is mine again

You're tryin' to win, but got to come way better than those Heinekens'

She feel amazed by the game that I be using

And now she choosin'

And you done came up as the one that's losin'

The smooth criminal as I muscle in

Grand theft hustlin', Mackula, he done struck again

"Oh Lord!"