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Mack 10 - You Ain't Seen Nothin Lyrics

  • [jd talking] (foxy brown)
  • (uh.) did yall expect us?
  • (no no.) *****es, can yall get *****?
  • (thats right!)
  • [jd]
  • Uh, yall know me, and the dough I see
  • Fa so la ti, its chi chi
  • Ladies wanna hold me, get to know me
  • Talks to each it, wanna sleep with it
  • Simplisticness keeps me hot, while yall stress
  • Tryin to see the top stop, everything drop so
  • Everything drop platinum or gold and the whole world know
  • Im that playboy j, doin it my way like usher
  • And I dont feel bad when I crush ya
  • Like blush ya, style big ball, ima hit yall
  • With shit thats gon make niggas forget yall
  • You feel me dog? Im a c-h-i, multi
  • And I live and die for the whole pie
  • You can call it what you want, Im a mother*****in vet
  • [hook:] [mack 10] (jd) {foxy brown} x 2
  • (and aint none a yall seen nothin yet!)
  • Its that platinum shit, thats all we get
  • So let it be known that its all for real
  • {and all we about is them dollar dollar bills!}
  • [foxy brown]
  • You know that na na got the heater shit
  • That uh, everybody wanna eat her shit
  • Niggas talkin about they six wanna see this shit
  • Knowin half a yall broads wanna be this *****
  • >from ny to the west side, mother*****ers keep me in the best ride
  • 38 chest size, aint *****in less I come off
  • With like 30 gs easy once the nigga dead off
  • Shit, never trust shit, I gives a *****
  • Im a ring finger rock chick, straight lock *****
  • And everything I rocks with
  • Either pops shit or ***** a nigga topless, yall hoes finky
  • Got to bank this to even see me half *****
  • Like the black susan lucci, stiletto pumps, gucci
  • Ridicuolous ice, tag me, million dollar price
  • Stay frontin, yall cats aint seen nothin
  • [hook] x 2
  • [mack 10] (foxy brown)
  • I push a six feet drop, red and pallamino
  • And keep the semi glock, where ever me go
  • I stay ruger ready, or either smith & wesson
  • And burn hearts, like they indigested it if Im tested
  • So where you wanna meet at playa, over here?
  • Ill be the one with all the ice on in the surplus gear
  • Plus Ill tell you whats real, so uh, baby listen
  • Put your shades on when you peep the lex cuz the baugettes glisten
  • (I want the whole three dozen
  • And with that drama, biz)
  • Well it all depends on how ill your na na is
  • Can you go o-t with a few and a gun?
  • But can you cook it with the whoop and make two outta one?
  • Now you can be up in the west and do it my way
  • Or hit the homie jd in atlanta, ga
  • Wanna ball well lets bounce, get the heat and the scale
  • Now mack and fox boogie got dope to sell
  • [hook] x 2
  • [mack 10 talking]
  • The hoo banger, mack 10.
  • The ill na na, foxy brown.
  • And the homie jd, the don chi chi.
  • We got the recipe, break it down.

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