Return Of The Mack lyrics

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Girl why you think there's a hole in your mouth
Don't try to flip the question I don't go down south
But I could show you the bounce
Show you how to flip that ounce
Tuck it in your purse and cover your blouse
Set up shop, bring the work up in your house
Really show you what this hustling about that's if you game for it
You in the club what you came for
To meet a baller with a car and get all your drinks paid for
You and your girlfriends with the French tips
And the mack lipstick with the black Baby Phat fit
Knowing that your ass and tits
Is enough to have most n-ggas blind by the cash they spent
Yeaah, but not Nispey you can't knock Nips Hussle
Convince you I love you until I got a limp muscle
Why I flip ruffles until my chips double
Let's hit the sunset strip and get some trouble, come on


We can take the bands and hit the street
With the top down so they could see
We could hit the clubs and party hard
Cause I just bought out the bar

Return of the swag (hussle)
Return of the swag (hussle)
Return of the swag (hussle)
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Cause you know we bring back
Here I am (hussle hussle)



As I soon as I stepped in there's nothing fresher don't test him
The 4-5 under the 5 x is a heckler
The S500 will hit Slauson from 0-60 in six seconds
Quick flexin'
Plus mommy in the red's interesting
Tongue ring probably mean head's in the question
Back out, open toes, all around sexy
Invite her to session in the VIP section
So come chill with some real bosses
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My money come in lumps and I get it often
I came from having nothing so I gotta floss it
And all this Kush weed got me so exhausted
Still I, pop bottles with broads that's full throttle
I can take your picture if you tryna model
We can take a trip to the top of Colorado
We ride shotgun through the neighbourhood I know



Come ride with me
We could hop inside my old school that's on fours
Who's fly as me
My diamonds shining and my pockets swoll
She's eyeing me
Now I'm trying to get her out of those
Designer jeans
Cause that's what I do, do, do