[Intro: Lil Wayne] Yeah We are, Young Mula And we run this bitch [Hook] Roll with duct tape and ride with the Mack Roll with duct tape and r-r-r-r-ride with the Mack Roll with duct tape and ride with the Mack Roll with duct tape and r-r-r-r-ride with the Mack [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] Slide out the Ferrari, I came to wet up the party And baby I can shoot like Robert Horry or Corey Maggette Ready for the impossible, I'm colossal, fool And y'all niggas just molecules Don't know how to build a house but I got a box of tools I'm talkin' 'bout that "pop pop, pap pap, bang bang, blocka boom That is for Tune The coupe I'm in say "va va voom", then it go pe'hune Nigga I'm gone I'll see you soon, on the moon Put me in the dirt and watch me bloom Put me in the jungle, bet I'm coming back with all the food Put me in the streets and bet I'm coming back with money Yeah, bitch nigga run it (3x) I'm heavily blunted, me and my gun loaded She ridin' with me 'til the muthafuckin' road end Yeah, and it be like that I don't got papers on that Glock But I got papers on that Mack [Hook 2x] [Verse 2: Raw Dizzy] I ain't have a body on it, but don't nobody own it So anybody can get it if anybody wants it Homie, I'm not your homie You fuck around and end up wrapped up In the trunk like a fucking mummy Phony, I'm far from phony I'm only about my money And I keep enough of work to feed a thousand junkies I stay strapped cause I keep a couple thousand on me And I know these little cronies that's plottin' on me But I ain't never scared I ain't never runnin' I got my own back I ain't never frontin' And I'm forever thuggin' I'm like a pair of somethin' (?) No heart, I don't care for nothin' And no sir, I ain't here for nothin' Then I'm trying to bring it back like the record's jumpin' I got my system pumpin' And I'm riding with the Mack and the duct tape in case I gotta carry somethin' [Hook 2x] [Verse 3: Mack Maine] I got real fucking blood flowing through my pulmonary veins I play the kitchen, call me "Culinary Maine" Y'all niggas bitches, ya'll hustlin' on the scary train While we move everything, from heroin to Mary Jane But let me fall back, I know the Feds like rap (There's an echo in the headphone) That's how I know the mic tapped When you don't brush your teeth The only time you touch plaques While we got too many on the wall Yeah, it's like that I got chicks that like me that don't like rap Ask your girl who her favorite I bet she say she like Mack I tell a dark-skinned chick I'm allergic to chocolate So if we eating use the plan and you can keep on walking Hi Yellow Mamis, I don't eat red meat I'm busy killing tracks Yeah, this is a dead beat (rest in peace) No child support I pay with my heart, I kill it I probably never be the best But one of the realest [Hook]
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