Ride With The Mack Lyrics - Dizzy

Yeah we are young moola (ha ha) 

Eyes and ears 

And we run this bitch 

[Chorus:] 

Roll with duck tape and ride with tha Mack (that right) 

Roll with duck tape and ride with tha Mack (say Marley G) 

Roll with duck tape and ride with tha Mack (Spitta) 

Roll with duck tape and ride with tha Mack (look) 

[Lil Wayne:] 

Slide out the Ferrari I come 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 ya'll niggas just molecules 

Don't know how to build a house, but got a box a tools 

I'm talkin bout that pop pop pat pat bang bang blocka boom 

That is for tools 

The coop I'm in say va va voom 

Then it go puune 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 comin back with all the food 

Put me in the streets bet I'm comin back with money 

Yea bitch nigga running 

Yea bitch nigga running 

Yea bitch nigga running 

I'm heavily blunted me and my gun loaded 

She riden with me till the motha fucken road end 

Yea and it be like that 

I don't got papers on that glock 

But I got papers on that mack 

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[Chorus] 

[Dizzy:] 

I ain't have a body on it 

But don't nobody own it 

So anybody can get it 

If any body wants it 

Homie I'm not yo homie 

You fuck around and end up wrapped up 

In a trunk like a fuckin mummy 

Foney I'm far from foney I'm only about my money 

And I keep enough of work to feed a thousand junkies 

I stay strapped cus I keep a couple thousand on me 

And I know these lil crownies is plottin' on me 

But I ain't never scared 

I ain't never runnin 

I got my own back 

I ain't never frontin 

Man I'm forever thuggin I'm like a barra somethin 

No heart I don't care for nothin 

And no sir I ain't here for nothin 

Man I'm tryn to bring it back like the records jumpin' 

I got my system pumpin' 

And I'm riden with the mack and the duck tape in case I gotta carry somethin 

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[Chorus x2] 

[Mack Maine:] 

I got the real the blood flowen through my pulmonary vein 

I play the kitchen call me culinary maine 

Ya'll niggas pitchen ya'll hustlen on the scary train 

While we move everythang from heroiwaine to mary jane 

But let me fall back I know the feds like rap 

There's a echo in the head phones 

That's how I know they mic tap 

When you don't brush yo teeth 

The only time ya'll touch plaqcue 

While we got to many on the wall 

Yea it's like that 

I got chicks that like me that don't like rap 

Ask yo girl who her fav rap she says she like mack 

I tell a dark skin chick I'm allergic to chocolate 

So if we eat and use the plan and you can keep on walkin 

Hi yellow mamis I don't eat red meat 

I'm busy killen tracks yea this here is a dead beat 

No child support I pay with my heart I'll kill it 

I'll prolly never be the best but one of the realest 

Yea Mack Maine Bitch 

[Chorus]