Mac Trouble - Shop Wimmie Lyrics

I ain't the type of nigga that she want I'm the she need, she want a f*ck with
Big mac trouble, why
Cause I be clockin' cheese With you the hoe doin' what she want with me
Do as I please

Ayy, it ain't hard to get around me, baby Just come shop with me
Turn her up and let her shake her ass That's why she f*ck with me
Tell that lil' boy stay on the sidewalk It ain't safe in the streets
Them white folks tell you that I'm unemployed but the trap payin' me

Bust a bow down while I'm rappin' I ain't got no plan B
Lil' trouble, can I have your baby
Nah, bitch, take this plan B She wanna call me, me by my first
Aye lil' hoe, just stop playin' with me

CLB certified, love a boy I'm in love with my G
They probably think I f*ck with Jordan It's a two-three on this G
I ain't the type of nigga that she want I'm the one she need, she want a f*ck
A big mad trouble, why

Cause I be clockin' cheese With you the hoe doin' what she want
With me do as I please Ayy, it ain't hard to get around me, baby
Just come shop with me