Mac Dre - Back 2 My Mission lyrics

Man man, I'll tell ya
I don't know what to say
That's how it's goin' down?

Woke up one morning 'bout six o'clock
Dick still smellin' like spit and cock
Beeper vibratin' like a nympho sex toy
Time to collect, them hoes got they checks
Boy but on my way out the motel room
The bitch said, 'Dre
Why must you go so soon?'
Thinkin' about the night before and
How she licked me
I bounced back in so I could get me a quickie
Dick hard as ten pounds of frozen neckbones
I got my wreck on and got the heck on
Droppin' a ho off, you know I had to show off
I burnt rubber and the bitch tried to go off
But all I did was laugh like she was a joke
Hit the gas, and left her ass in smoke
Strikin' in my Chevrolet
You know I had to smash it
Dippin' and dodgin'
Makin' my way through traffic
Merrily merrily, merrily merrily I go
Looked in the rearview, damn, it's Five-O
Once again pullin' me over for the jack up
In the mirror I can see him callin' back up
But, I ain't goin' out like no sucker
Put the pedal to the metal
And smoked the motherfucker
Stopped at the store on
Sacramento and Tennessee
Got a pack of Zig Zags
And a fifth of Hennessy
Perkin' off the dank and the drank connection
It's back to my mission, nigga
Bank collection (Bank collection)

Back to my mission back to my mission
Back to my mission back to my mission

Rollin' in my old school Lincoln, drinkin'
Joint between my lips and I'm dankin'
Sinkin' deep in the seat
With the beat on the down-low
But, I ain't trippin' on the
Way it really sound, though
I got down ho, ready to hit the track
And bring back fat stack of them greenbacks
Hit the stroll but before I let her go
I let her know, she's nothin' but my ho
Four was the time on my wristwatch
Grabbed my phone, turned it on
'cause I just got
A motherfuckin' beep from a
Freak on another strip
Get the Hennessy then I take me another sip
Call the bitch back and she's ready
To kick down
What she made from just gettin' dicked down
Bounce to the spot where my hoe does work
See her in a skirt and a see-through shirt
Pull her off the track and I don't say shit
'Cause all I wanna hear is that purse unzip
Lookin' at the bitch with the pimpish grin
Feelin' like the mack as my ho kicks in
Let the bitch out, start the load and I cut
Let the 15s slam and I'm fuckin 'em up
They can't understand how I bounce my head
Smokin' on a joint at a light that's red
Niggas can't be me but they wish they could
The light turned green then I hit the hood
See my homeboy Doc in a '74
Rollers got him jacked but
They lettin' him go
Catch up with him at the light
And said, 'What's up, cuddie
Where they at tonight'?
He said, 'It's goin' on, playa
At the after dark and there's a house party
Bumpin' in College Park''
Playa waved to my homie then
I split from the scene
Then it's back to my mission, nigga
Gettin' the green (Gettin' the green)

Back to my mission back to my mission

Late one night
I drove my Brougham to the burger spot
Stepped in, all I saw was a herd of cock
Went in my pocket
Came out with the 'gnac bottle
Twist the cap then I took me a fat swallow
All I could smell was cock in the air
And I can tell how they stare
They was jockin' a playa
Went to the counter ordered
Burger and milkshake
The girl standin' behind me was
Thick with silk fake
Hair that lookeded real but she
Had looks to kill
I stepped back and gave the broad my spill
Told her my name and
She couldn't believe that
Kept spittin' game 'til I
Peeled her weave back
She recognized the playa and she
Knew I was major
Gave her the number to my PacTel pager
Snatched my grub
Then I hopped in my Town Car
And let them Lanzars slam and pound hard
Honked at the hutch when I cut from the scene
Then it's back to my mission, nigga
Gettin' the green

Back to my mission back to my mission