Kool Keith - Mack Trucks Lyrics
Yeah, 2003Big Lou and companyMacks, Peterbilts, GMC's, white freight linersVolvos, Marlins, InternationalsEighteen wheels, we do dealsMajor fake baller close your mouth, you rap about the same thingRecord company got you gassedNow you wanna hold champagne and bounceand act like you from Down SouthI "Pimp Hard" like MJG and EightballCalled the crib that my girl Kate calledOlde English aluminum can tallGirls smile when I walk with alligators through the mallShiny jeans and baseball cap, no time for rotation crapNo sleep, always up with heat, never take no N-A-PI.P.P. - International PlayerWherever you search there's no one greaterBut you look at the back of the club walkin aroundI see you, that's you, a HATER!Macks, trucks, big wheels rollMacks, trucks, big wheels rollMacks, trucks, big wheels rollMacks, trucks, big wheels rollGlobal W.V.C. who can step to meGot the belt over my head like Ernie ShaversY'all be talkin behind my back, rhyme as sweet as Life SaversFrom New York, push records out from DetroitGreyhound bus will get me to the pointFrom there, I don't care, pick me up in a pickup truckI roll wagons fly like blue shoes with big ChuckThinkin I gives a fizzuckaYouse a metropolitan plastic-ass, youse a sucka!Turn let me blast you in the faceA guy like you I should slash in the facePick up the lampshade, knock your blunt out your handSmear ash in your face!Macks, trucks, big wheels rollMacks, trucks, big wheels rollMacks, trucks, big wheels rollMacks, trucks, big wheels roll
