Who does it be?
And what is your name?
Who does it be?
And what is your name?
The sh#t I spit is fat like Oprah
And got more soul than deep friend okra
Dope like china white, and I’m like dynamite
Blowin’ up the spot ’cause dude, I’m kinda tight
Raps flow fat like beer from keg taps
Slap them saps but give daps to big macks
A seasoned vet in this game I indulge in
Pockets bulgin’ from bank and Trojans
Love my grip but don’t trip off ghetto freaks
Kill for scrill but chill deep in them ghetto streets
Dodge and duck when police chase me
Sharp as f#ck ’cause OGs laced me
Me and mic is like gin and Socco
(Dick in cot, ho) Foot in sock
Oh, you didn’t know? Well, peep this, mayne
I step to the mic with intent to lace those
Who lack the knack to mack, stack and break hoes
I come raw, but keep it oh so real
I got the kinda game to make a ho go kill
And I go deep up in some chassis
Doggstyle like that mutt called Lassie
Hoes chase me like cats chase mice
I play hoes like n#gg#s play dice
I’m what is known as play-B-O-Y
And some n#gg#s trip ’cause Dre be so fly
I stay dipped like them fools in GQ
Step into the party and them hoes say “He’s cool”
It’s alright, it’s okay
It’s alright, we can do it all night
We can do it all night, yeah, yeah, yeah
My lyrical content is deep like a good book
I serve flavor just like a good cook
Grab a mic and ill at a party
Rap so good I send chills through your body
Rhyme style tight like coochie
Raw like sushi, and funky like Bootsy
And top notch is what they rate Dre
‘Cause I got more rhymes than food at Safeway
So make way, for the M-A-C
As I put the Crestside on the M-A-P
I got more game than that fool Pat Sajak (Pat Sajak?)
I’m a G, a player from way back
Skills superior, far from inferior
Got the pimp shell with the gangster interior
And with the broads, I’m smooth and suave, son
And when it’s funk, I get the job done
So don’t underestimate the great Mac
‘Cause I make raps and pimp to make snaps
I hate saps, can’t stand a smerk
Definition of smerk: sucker, mark, and a jerk
I perks off Courvoisier
Slightly heated with the Grand Marnier (Grand Marnier)
Never hesitate to put game in a tight rap
I’m servin’ m#th*rf#ck*rs (Serve ’em), ’cause I’m like that
It’s alright, it’s okay
It’s alright, we can do it all night
(Who does it be?) You know it’s okay
It’s alright (And what is your name?)
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