Mack Down Lyrics - #bitchimtheshit - Tyga

I say hush little baby baby, gotta lay my mack down 

One real nigga bitches know my background 

Bring me all, all hundreds how does that sound 

Word around town, bitch I lay my mack down 

I say hush little baby baby, gotta lay my mack down 

One real nigga bitches know my background 

Bring me all, all hundreds how does that sound 

Word around town, bitch I lay my mack down 

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Sipping on some sizzurp, chilling with some white bitches 

Cause they richer bitches, run the game 

Pitch it, I'm a catcher 

I'm a pimp up under pressure, leave my money on the dresser 

Shut the fuck up, start undressin 

I ain't usher, stop confessin bitch 

Tools in the air, five dukes of that 

Old Cadillac shit, tire on the back 

For the whoopty woop woop, ass superfat 

I'm ahead of these niggas, I skipped a beat; Heart Attack 

Tuck your diamonds in, I'm shining, what I blind you in 

No time to eat for you, I call that Ramadan a rapper shit 

You like a virgin to the money, call that that Madonna shit 

T-sacchi when I'm dressing, stepping on them speaking bitch 

I say hush little baby baby, gotta lay my mack down 

One real nigga bitches know my background 

Bring me all, all hundreds how does that sound 

Word around town, bitch I lay my mack down 

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I say hush little baby baby, gotta lay my mack down 

One real nigga bitches know my background 

Bring me all, all hundreds how does that sound 

Word around town, bitch I lay my mack down 

Juicy J still shitting on niggas, I'm getting money out the ass. (Mhm) 

Money over bitches, nigga you get money out the ass. (Mhm) 

Balling, spending just for fun, I think I'll cop a Lambo 

Twenty hoes, a hundred racks to Vegas just to gamble. (You know it!) 

Hope you ain't going broke, trying to keep up with me. (Yessir!) 

Yo baby my head is dumb, I call that ho CDC. (That bitch!) 

Cash is tall for me, you need cash to talk to me 

And that cash keep coming, its like that cash be stalking me 

Niggas be saying they get money, just because they got a mouth. (Hell naw!) 

Jacksons, Grants, and Franklins, Louie duffy got a larger mouth. (You know it!) 

You haters falling off (Bitch!), I'm still getting paid. (Bitch!) 

I got so many fans I can throw a parade 

I say hush little baby baby, gotta lay my mack down 

One real nigga bitches know my background 

Bring me all, all hundreds how does that sound 

Word around town, bitch I lay my mack down 

I say hush little baby baby, gotta lay my mack down 

One real nigga bitches know my background 

Bring me all, all hundreds how does that sound 

Word around town, bitch I lay my mack down