"Macs And Dons" lyrics
Yeah, uh, it's going out to all the pimps and macs
Y'all know the flavor, Brooklyn style
You know how we do, uh, yeah
All the macs and the dons in the house
Player players, player, player, let these hoes know
One, two
Is it true, all I wanna do is screw?
Drink brew, with the crew, on the avenue? Ooh!
I flip skins like Mary Lou
So what ya gonna do when Shelton come for you, boo?
I got girls that look like Toni Braxton
And give me the skins without askin'
When I'm relaxin' on my back and you know what time it is (uh)
But if it's red, man, I'll leave it alone
She can call me on my cellular phone
And I mess around and pick you up
Take you to the crib, stick you up
Put on my Silk CD and lick you up and down
'Til you say stop, hit the twat 'til your pops call the cops
And when I make bail outta jail, I'ma wail on that tail
(Why, Shel'?) Because the sex never fails, I am
So amazing, so amazing, so amazing and I been waiting
Is it my charm? I got the hookers eatin' out my palm
This is for the macs and dons
Is it my charm? I got the hookers eatin' out my palm
This is for the macs and dons
"What kind of girls do you like?" Well, that's various
I like long hair, or them Halle Berry cuts
Real big butts, yeah, thick with lipstick
'Cause when it come to girls, I'm so optimistic
Like the Sounds of Blackness
I don't need practice in the sack
It's natural, I break your back in
I pop coochies like my homeboy Luke
Guaranteed to knock your trees off your Timbo boots
You don't get pussy-whipped, you whip that pussy
Hit it from the back 'til it get real gushy, baby
Good sex is what I'm startin'
I get the skin so wet, I make the ass start fartin'
And I pray that dick don't slip
'Cause then I'm hearin' this shit: "That's not it"
And then I just ride 'til the sun rise
And when I'm done, wipe the cum on her thighs, I am
So amazing, so amazing, so amazing and I been waiting
Is it my charm? I got the hookers eatin' out my palm
This is for the macs and dons
Is it my charm? I got the hookers eatin' out my palm
This is for the macs and dons
This is going out to the pimps and macs
That hit skins 'til their broad catch a asthma attack
But not even Pamatti Miss could resist
The way I jumped up and dissed the clitoris
All I wanna do is zoom-a-zoom in the boom poom (Uh, uh)
Smoke a little boom, get some head in the bedroom
And then I whisper soft in her ear:
"You ain't got to home, but you got to leave from here"
Simple and plain, no strings attached
I'm lettin' you know that I'm a certified mac
I hit skins 'til the leg cramps
So on the first I can get half the check and half the stamps
So amazing, so amazing, so amazing and I been waiting
Is it my charm? I got the hookers eatin' out my palm
This is for the macs and dons
Is it my charm? I got the hookers eatin' out my palm
This is for the macs and dons
All the players in '94, recognize
Shelton D in full effect, baby, baby
Uh, uh, yeah, fuck all you bitches
Y'all know the flavor, Brooklyn style
You know how we do, uh, yeah
All the macs and the dons in the house
Player players, player, player, let these hoes know
One, two
Is it true, all I wanna do is screw?
Drink brew, with the crew, on the avenue? Ooh!
I flip skins like Mary Lou
So what ya gonna do when Shelton come for you, boo?
I got girls that look like Toni Braxton
And give me the skins without askin'
When I'm relaxin' on my back and you know what time it is (uh)
But if it's red, man, I'll leave it alone
She can call me on my cellular phone
And I mess around and pick you up
Take you to the crib, stick you up
Put on my Silk CD and lick you up and down
'Til you say stop, hit the twat 'til your pops call the cops
And when I make bail outta jail, I'ma wail on that tail
(Why, Shel'?) Because the sex never fails, I am
So amazing, so amazing, so amazing and I been waiting
Is it my charm? I got the hookers eatin' out my palm
This is for the macs and dons
Is it my charm? I got the hookers eatin' out my palm
This is for the macs and dons
"What kind of girls do you like?" Well, that's various
I like long hair, or them Halle Berry cuts
Real big butts, yeah, thick with lipstick
'Cause when it come to girls, I'm so optimistic
Like the Sounds of Blackness
I don't need practice in the sack
It's natural, I break your back in
I pop coochies like my homeboy Luke
Guaranteed to knock your trees off your Timbo boots
You don't get pussy-whipped, you whip that pussy
Hit it from the back 'til it get real gushy, baby
Good sex is what I'm startin'
I get the skin so wet, I make the ass start fartin'
And I pray that dick don't slip
'Cause then I'm hearin' this shit: "That's not it"
And then I just ride 'til the sun rise
And when I'm done, wipe the cum on her thighs, I am
So amazing, so amazing, so amazing and I been waiting
Is it my charm? I got the hookers eatin' out my palm
This is for the macs and dons
Is it my charm? I got the hookers eatin' out my palm
This is for the macs and dons
This is going out to the pimps and macs
That hit skins 'til their broad catch a asthma attack
But not even Pamatti Miss could resist
The way I jumped up and dissed the clitoris
All I wanna do is zoom-a-zoom in the boom poom (Uh, uh)
Smoke a little boom, get some head in the bedroom
And then I whisper soft in her ear:
"You ain't got to home, but you got to leave from here"
Simple and plain, no strings attached
I'm lettin' you know that I'm a certified mac
I hit skins 'til the leg cramps
So on the first I can get half the check and half the stamps
So amazing, so amazing, so amazing and I been waiting
Is it my charm? I got the hookers eatin' out my palm
This is for the macs and dons
Is it my charm? I got the hookers eatin' out my palm
This is for the macs and dons
All the players in '94, recognize
Shelton D in full effect, baby, baby
Uh, uh, yeah, fuck all you bitches
