Текст песни Mac Dre - FortyTwo Fake
Mac Dre - FortyTwo Fake слова песни
(chorus)Ho upset Mac Dre come through(She told a nigga to come through)Let me whoop this puss on you(You can`t whoop that puss on me)Ain`t no ho puss worth my life(Ain`t no puss worth my life)I ain`t know this ho was shyst(I didn`t know the ho was shyst)(verse 1)I met her on a Thursday at the DMVShe was payin` registration I was tryin` to get an I.D.Didn`t trip `til she talked intellectualAnd the way she moved was hella sexualI threw bait, strictly experimentalDropped my pencil made it look accidentalShe bit quick like a big mouth bassAnd when she picked up my pencil all I saw was assI said what`s your name, she said my name`s LaShawnI said excuse my ebonics, but baby you the bomb!She smiled, told me I was far from uglyAsked me how I was doin`, I said lav lav lovelyLooked at my watch, said my schedule`s tightBut if you give up the number I`ll call your ass tonightRightShe was with it and gave up the digitsAnd when I called later on she said come visit(chorus)(verse 2)Who is it? She said when I knocked on the doorI said it`s young M D, oh you ain`t knowin`Stepped inside and I can tell from a distance She was burning scented candles and maybe even incenceBoy I tell ya she was in the moodShe said I hope your hungry cause I cooked up some foodShe lit the fireplace threw on a love balladBefore the main course we ate shrimps and saladWe talked for a while and drinked ZinfandelShe had ass like ten games of big pin the tailOn the donkeyChocolate, opposite from honkeyAll I can think about is hittin` that monkey(chorus)(verse 3)She was diggin` your folks, boy I could tellHow she served fat steaks and big lobster tailOn the first visit Everything exquisiteThe door bell rang she didn`t ask who is itShe must`ve knew dude, cause she gave some cashHe kicked down a twomp sack and a fat gram of hashWe smashedWe turn joints to dubeesShe eightysixed the music and pull out three moviesMohoganyThe MackBaby Got BackShe said, I`ll be right backRoll the rest of that sackI rolled the weed upThen I kicked my feet upThen two niggas came in with masks all G`d upThe plot thickensI`m slippin` like a mutherfuckaMopped and chopped and gettin` treated like a suckaFive minutes ago I was feelin` fuck greatBut now I`m gagged up wrapped in duct tapeThey choke meBroke meAnd dropped me off on the bridgeAnd all I can think about was killin` that bitchMy worst mistakeFuckin` with a snakeHow a playa gonna fall for that Fortytwo Fake?That Fortytwo Fake(chorus to end)