Sac To The Boonies lyrics

Sac To The Boonies lyrics

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Sac To The Boonies lyrics

Send "Sac To The Boonies" Ringtone to your Cell f/ Luni Coleone * send corrections to the typist (Mac Dre) It`s that California Livin`, Young Black Brotha Boatin` that `73 Chevrolet burnin` rubberrrr Like my nigga, Rich the Fact Nigga it`s the Mac in the back of the ‘Lac Soakin` tact, big indo many clouds of smoke Make old school dance when I dip and yoke It`s like M-A-C D-R-E Way up in KC with the boy Arby Yeah biatch, it`s presidential On the under chronic comin` through in a rental I`m undetected, I come protected Two 4-4 pistols, a mask and vest biatch Down and dirty, the cuddies call me Curty From Mark and Leonard to Howard Hurty? From Missouri don`t worry we keep it ragooey MD and Luni, from Sac to the Boonies (Chorus) We gangsta niggas ready for some tension Fool we ain`t trippin` we tryin` to keep it pimpin` Pimpin` what does it mean? Paper in my pocket, hoes on my team (2x) (Luni) They call me Coleone thug real McCoy I`m a rider bout mine cuz trust ya boy Get shit crackin` like eggs in a pan on fry This do or die lifestyle got my brain on high I hit the city streets mean mug, chip on my shoulder Young punks they mug back but ain`t no balls in these soldiers I`m in the Mid-West, KC, N-O-K-C Every show, every in-store the hoe framed me Coleone (got game?) Hell yeah by the pound Niggas hate (On my name) Cuz they hoes crack smiles (What a shame) Pimp nigga how ya do that there Talk a bitch up out her check book and the weave in her hair I bust rap cats in lips on a square ass nigga Getting grub in an old school with a dent in the fender Me and Mac Dre bitch stayin` on our toes What, what, what, what they call me Coleone! We gangsta niggas ready for some tension Fool we ain`t trippin` we tryin` to keep it pimpin` Pimpin` what does it mean? Paper in my pocket, hoes on my team (2x) (Mac Dre) We global, travel the bubble duckin trouble Don`t make us get the bury body shovel We vicious, dumpin` bodies in ditches And runnin pimp game on these punk ass bitches (Luni Coleone) Yeah, I`m the mack of the year like placa bitch My guys they drive by with the best of the clip Coleone, young creeper flippin shit like chitlins Ragglin, scragglin, and cappin` I`ma handle my business (Mac Dre) We dog niggas, straight hog niggas Well connected and when we call niggas It goes down, down, bodies bein` found Gangsta mack shit that`s how we clown (Luni Coleone) And we down, like 4 flex on a fucked up hoopty Big bread and get big head from a fine ass hoochie They call me, nah fuck it can`t waste my time Nuts hangin like cellulite on yo` grandma`s thighs We gangsta niggas ready for some tension Fool we ain`t trippin` we tryin` to keep it pimpin` Pimpin` what does it mean? Paper in my pocket, hoes on my team (2x) Send " Sac To The Boonies" Ringtone to your Cell Sac To The Boonies lyrics @ Burbler Lyrics | Sac To The Boonies lyrics @ ELyrics | Sac To The Boonies lyrics @ Kovideo | Lyrics and Video @ MusicBabylon | Sac To The Boonies lyrics @ Songlyrics | Sac To The Boonies lyrics @ ELyricsWorld

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