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MAC DRE lyrics : "All Damn Day"

[Verse 1]
Microphone check let me get to the beat
Dedicated to you (*##$es, let me spit to you freaks

I'm gonna serve it to you straight a little something like this
Not one of those ^!$$%s that be liking to kiss
Theres no telling what your tongue licks, it might be big dicks

So you better try kissing on them other tricks
'Cause ???? I like to ball hog
I know you love what I shove and thrust up in your @@#!...

All damn day

[Chorus]

All damn day ho
All damn day ho (I'm gonna rock this mother$#&@a all night yall)
All damn day ho

All damn day ho (I'm gonna rock this mother$#&@a all night yall)

[Verse 2]

I'm MD and mackin' is my duty
So when I step to you girl and tap you on your big booty
And start spittin' some pimpin' $$# serious %#@!

Don't even start trippin' on how freaky you get
Its just a gift to G-A-B, to get to your P-A-D
Bash in your $$#, inside of the B-E-D

Bust a 415 and not the 012
Now you fiending for more, but you wait 'til I call you
See some of these ^!$$%s cold want you to jock 'em

Stupid mother$#&@as, but I can't knock 'em
I just wanna bash ho, and only get cash ho
You want Dre to stay and lay, but I have to pass ho


[Chorus]


[Verse 3]
'Cause that lovey dovey %#@! just ain't gon' get it
When I pick you up to $#&@, I straight hit it and quit it

And you dont trip because the sexin' is good, I be wreckin' 'em good
And they be back in the hood
Tellin' my cuddies how cool it was

Now another romp player might give you a buzz
Young C-U-R-T, or maybe young Marty
Or my homeboy J might be your type of party

Who ever it is, they gon' get with you (*##$
And dont even think they gon' sit with you (*##$
No talkin' and walkin' 'cause that %#@! is funny style

You pay me and lay me and when I take your money I'll...
Spend that %#@! all damn day


[Chorus]

[Verse 4]

I'm hard but saucy (*##$ back on off me
Steady tryin' to toss me, ho smell the coffee
I gave you some ho, did not### though

Your too damn dumb ho, what you actin' sprung fo'?
I'm hard to get with, pimperistic
I want your lipstick on top of my dick tip

I'm from the V-A double L E-J
O and you know ho, the things that we say
Are simple and plain, nothing but game

And if you aint up on it Mac Dre is the name
I want a fat $$# joint of that potent zesty
And a thick chocolate (*##$ whose name is Nestle

From the C-R-E-S-T, 'cause thats where the best be
Suckas get jealous and they try to test me
So I carry a nine all the time

Dope raps I rhyme, this is how I grind
Making stacks of cash, down to wax that $$#
A ^!$$% ready to blast a mutha$#&@a real fast

Dickin' the ho's, never lickin' the ho's
Big black dick is what I stick in the ho's
I shake 'em, I break 'em, but never will I take 'em

To eat hamburgers let alone some steak and
Lobster, 'cause baby I'm a mobster
you tell your friends how I robbed ya


[Chorus]

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