Mack Maine Lyrics
"Viktory"

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Yo Black And Grey Pin Stripe Suit
Mark Jacobs Hard Bottom I'm Fly Spreading My Wings Like True
And My Date Yea Shes Beautiful Too
She Went easy On The Make Up But The Bitch Still Cute
We Ease Out The Rose And Proceed Forward
Ain't Solo I'm Passing Twice
Feeling like A Graduation With All of These Flashing Lights
You Fucking Right Alotta food Who Gonna Splash Tonight
You Damn Right Alotta Wifes Gonna Smash Tonight
Red Carpet Cameras I Say Millz Yikes
Shit This must be What Victory Feel Like
Got You Niggas Stuck Like Still Lifes
Weezy Told The Kid We About To Know What Making History Feel Like
Young Money Got About The Earl
Like God, man I Throw My Hands In The air Screamin Top Of The World
The Champs Has Arrived Thanks For The Applause
You Are Far Too Deep Now Past Us Our Water

Pass Me That H2O I'm In The H2
Passin all My Old Bitches They Hollorin Out I Hate You
New Bitches That I Don't Know They Like Mack I Wanna Date you
Walt Disney On Ice Everytime I Skate Through
I Got That Blue Flame Flow This Inferno
Committee Your Type Of Words They Will Burn You
Your Flesh Is What I Burn Through
I'm Selling You Niggas I'm Paternal
I Ain't Going Nowhere Like Joel Paternal
Uh I'm Still Calling Shots From The Press Box
I'll Make You Niggas Cough Up A Lung Like S. Dot
Put Hot Sauce On My Bullets Now Your Flesh Hot
Glove On My Shooting Hand When I Feel The Techs Hot
Ya; you Niggas On the Bench You Get No PT
Cause You Can't Ball Hard Like BD
You Wanna Be Me
When You At Home You Listen To My CD
And Roll Your Eyes Everytime You See Me
I Used to Bump The BG
I Got A White House That Ain't In DC
Try Atlanta Nigga
Me And My Brother tune Be Riding Round in Phantoms Nigga
Hand Maybachs With Wheels That Cost A Fortune Like Pat Sayjack
And We Still Got That Vana White
And You'da Make It From Hollygrove to This This Familys Life
Honeycomb Hideout Young Money Bee Hive
Let Move To The Side Here Comes The Best Rapper Alive
Uh

And I Will Not Lose I Got Them Bitches Looking At The Bottom Of My Shoes
Call Me First Place Carter I Live In the Lead
Imma Die With The Title And Winning Is Vital
Women Is After We Get That Money Right Now
My Paper chase me and so my heel like some white sock
Imma just Go Cause I Really Don't Like Stop
Pull This Bitch out And Shoot You once In The Right Spot
Ya'll Niggas phony
The Top is So Lonely
I Had To Tell The Devil you gone have to postpone it
Right now I'm in a race, in a race against time
Cause Everybody else is like A Race Against Mom
But Momma Kinda Fast Though
Mama Told Me Smash Tho
So Im Bout to Smash Yo
Muthafuckin Ass Ho!
Muthafuckin Asshole
Yes I Know this But When You Get Cash Out The Ass, ho
You Gotta Be On Some Shit yehh
Future Billionaire Yea I Gotta Be On The List
Got A Runway in My Pants Cause All The Models Be On My Dick
Yea Young Money Young Money Swallow That Shit Bitch
Santa Claus Killer With A Holiday Shit List
You Can Check My Imprint Two New Techs and M-10
Every Bullet In Him He Swell Up Like A Blimp And
I get Money Hoe What The Hell I Look Like Pimpin
Bitch I'm Winning Ya Dig?