Westside Gunn, Armani Caesar - Mac 10s for Everybody lyrics
[Westside Gunn, Armani Caesar - Mac 10s for Everybody lyrics]
Uh, it's Mani, nigga
Yeah, AC, the motherfuckin’ king yo, yo
Call me AR-Caes' (Uh, huh)
Industry niggas wan' AR me (yeah)
No sick, need AARP
(What up?) , they wan’ trademark me
Cut the check, I'm 'bout my Biz Markie
(Uh, huh) i drop bombs for Kay Slay, Barbies
(What's up?)
'Member nights I used to freeze, fucked up
Eatin' no grilled cheese (For real)
It made me stronger
Real queens go through things (Uh, huh)
I blow through cream
Y'all chickens go through teams (Tuh)
The runners is out
Now they call my dough blue cheese (Come on)
I 'member them cold nights with no heat
(Uh, huh)
Pockets on E, syrup sandwich on whole whеat
(What else?)
I was taught that if you don’t grind
You don’t sleep ('Cause why?)
And, nigga, I ain’t slеpt in 'bout a week
Team no sleep (Woo)
Shit is gettin' real
Niggas droppin' like LPs (Uh, huh)
Bitches freakin’ off of Hermes and LV (What?)
Somebody tell me (Uh, huh)
How they think that they gon' repel Caes'?
(Repel Caes')
They better double up like Chanel Cs (Haha)
Ayo, last play I hit for ten (yeah)
I bought MAC-10s for everybody ('Body)
I don't even respect your G (Woo)
'cause you ain't got no bodies (Bodies)
I slept in that cell
Heart broke 'cause I ain't have nobody
(Body) Brr, brr, brr ayo, yo
New chick on the block
(Uh, huh) , Desert E cocked (What up?)
Freshman in the new school, hazin' you
(O oh)
I put flames in boots, this dame's the truth
(What else?) hoes is in my lane
Make 'em change their route (Skrrt)
Niggas ain't gettin' money like
They claim they do (Uh, uh)
Wanna fuck with me, nigga
Gotta pay your dues (What up?)
He said he fuck with me 'cause
He like the way I move (Oh word?)
So sharp, I make him split everything in two
(What else?) copped the Benz truck and I
Got the Range in blue (Uh, huh)
Pink Bentley I nicknamed Majin Buu (Woo)
I make hoes hot when I'm blazin' through
(Hot) burnt up, stuck, lookin' like
The Cajun crew, bitch
Ayo, last play I hit for ten (yeah)
I bought MAC-10s for everybody ('Body)
I don't even respect your G (Woo)
'cause you ain't got no bodies (Bodies)
I slept in that cell
Heart broke 'cause I ain't have nobody
(Body) Brr, brr, brr
Yeah, AC, the motherfuckin’ king yo, yo
Call me AR-Caes' (Uh, huh)
Industry niggas wan' AR me (yeah)
No sick, need AARP
(What up?) , they wan’ trademark me
Cut the check, I'm 'bout my Biz Markie
(Uh, huh) i drop bombs for Kay Slay, Barbies
(What's up?)
'Member nights I used to freeze, fucked up
Eatin' no grilled cheese (For real)
It made me stronger
Real queens go through things (Uh, huh)
I blow through cream
Y'all chickens go through teams (Tuh)
The runners is out
Now they call my dough blue cheese (Come on)
I 'member them cold nights with no heat
(Uh, huh)
Pockets on E, syrup sandwich on whole whеat
(What else?)
I was taught that if you don’t grind
You don’t sleep ('Cause why?)
And, nigga, I ain’t slеpt in 'bout a week
Team no sleep (Woo)
Shit is gettin' real
Niggas droppin' like LPs (Uh, huh)
Bitches freakin’ off of Hermes and LV (What?)
Somebody tell me (Uh, huh)
How they think that they gon' repel Caes'?
(Repel Caes')
They better double up like Chanel Cs (Haha)
Ayo, last play I hit for ten (yeah)
I bought MAC-10s for everybody ('Body)
I don't even respect your G (Woo)
'cause you ain't got no bodies (Bodies)
I slept in that cell
Heart broke 'cause I ain't have nobody
(Body) Brr, brr, brr ayo, yo
New chick on the block
(Uh, huh) , Desert E cocked (What up?)
Freshman in the new school, hazin' you
(O oh)
I put flames in boots, this dame's the truth
(What else?) hoes is in my lane
Make 'em change their route (Skrrt)
Niggas ain't gettin' money like
They claim they do (Uh, uh)
Wanna fuck with me, nigga
Gotta pay your dues (What up?)
He said he fuck with me 'cause
He like the way I move (Oh word?)
So sharp, I make him split everything in two
(What else?) copped the Benz truck and I
Got the Range in blue (Uh, huh)
Pink Bentley I nicknamed Majin Buu (Woo)
I make hoes hot when I'm blazin' through
(Hot) burnt up, stuck, lookin' like
The Cajun crew, bitch
Ayo, last play I hit for ten (yeah)
I bought MAC-10s for everybody ('Body)
I don't even respect your G (Woo)
'cause you ain't got no bodies (Bodies)
I slept in that cell
Heart broke 'cause I ain't have nobody
(Body) Brr, brr, brr