I'm out Margaritaville, we just politicking
Had the pack pull up so now we getting lifted
Get the bag with a buck she like to call me pimpin'
You never catch me slipping with the big pen
Born in Ohio out the big ten
Your girl smitten when I- her kitten
First round, rookie draft picking
Ticking time bomb let's get this chicken
Up she left with her damn heels clicking
Grinning, know that, motherf*ckin' throw back
Born too late I had to sit here and wait
Trends coming out them real rappers is back, facts
It's the return of the Mac, uh, he got the juice
Guess the cool kids is back
Black mags on the front, mellow off a blunt
I'm the kettle on the first burner, turn that shit up
Pin her down, now, she was always in the front
Pin her down, now, she was always in the front
I'm on it
It's the return of the boom bap
The goon laugh as he how at the moon, yeah
No kumbaya around my fire
Just two spitter chewing on some goose liver
The Moose tracker in Alpaca
The wolf tamer in the dark of night
Get your name up, I came up on a tape deck in the pause tapes
Before you get respect there were dues paid, touché
Loose cannon on a crusade
Flu game the way he flight through pain
Let the haze just blaze when I like this J
Stay motivated like a type A
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I'm out Margaritaville, we just politicking
Had the pack pull up so now we getting lifted
Get the bag with a buck she like to call me pimpin'
You never catch me slipping with the big pen
Born in Ohio out the big ten
Your girl smitten when I- her kitten
First round, rookie draft picking
Ticking time bomb let's get this chicken
Up she left with her damn heels clicking
Grinning, know that, motherf*ckin' throw back
Born too late I had to sit here and wait
Trends coming out them real rappers is back, facts
It's the return of the Mac, uh, he got the juice
Guess the cool kids is back
Black mags on the front, mellow off a blunt
I'm the kettle on the first burner, turn that shit up
Pin her down, now, she was always in the front
Pin her down, now, she was always in the front
I'm on it
It's the return of the boom bap
The goon laugh as he how at the moon, yeah
No kumbaya around my fire
Just two spitter chewing on some goose liver
The Moose tracker in Alpaca
The wolf tamer in the dark of night
Get your name up, I came up on a tape deck in the pause tapes
Before you get respect there were dues paid, touché
Loose cannon on a crusade
Flu game the way he flight through pain
Let the haze just blaze when I like this J
Stay motivated like a type A
Had the pack pull up so now we getting lifted
Get the bag with a buck she like to call me pimpin'
You never catch me slipping with the big pen
Born in Ohio out the big ten
Your girl smitten when I- her kitten
First round, rookie draft picking
Ticking time bomb let's get this chicken
Up she left with her damn heels clicking
Grinning, know that, motherf*ckin' throw back
Born too late I had to sit here and wait
Trends coming out them real rappers is back, facts
It's the return of the Mac, uh, he got the juice
Guess the cool kids is back
Black mags on the front, mellow off a blunt
I'm the kettle on the first burner, turn that shit up
Pin her down, now, she was always in the front
Pin her down, now, she was always in the front
I'm on it
It's the return of the boom bap
The goon laugh as he how at the moon, yeah
No kumbaya around my fire
Just two spitter chewing on some goose liver
The Moose tracker in Alpaca
The wolf tamer in the dark of night
Get your name up, I came up on a tape deck in the pause tapes
Before you get respect there were dues paid, touché
Loose cannon on a crusade
Flu game the way he flight through pain
Let the haze just blaze when I like this J
Stay motivated like a type A
Writer: Matthew L Leeb
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