First Light - Macaroni & Cheese lyrics

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First Light - Macaroni & Cheese lyrics

Talking (Pep Love) Yo check this sh** out n***a Man we got everything n***a We got… Patron n***a We got ounce of this Kush n***a n***a, we got syrup n***a We got.. I got like 10 G's in my pocket I got bada** b**hes Not like that, kinda losin' rice lookin' a** b**h I try to be over wit' real bad b**hes n***a I'm about to get this sh** in n***a. Watch! Verse 1 (Pep Love) Mind in a haze, going through a phase It's my bad a** ways, way back in the days (Runnin' in place) Runnin' in place like a rat in a maze Now I'm gravitatin' the pay right back in the game Ball in play, every day I'm livin' is a holiday I'm still talking, ‘cause there's something that I gotta say (say) No muzzle. no filter. you know the deal bruh… dolla dolla bill uh That's how you feel huh? That's how I feel too Like it's the whole f**in' world against me and you Let's get this money then, and go and spend it You get it how you live it, I don't believe in no coincident You gonna give me my respect in this b**h He's.. blazing a trail, he's.. etching his niche.. he's the sh** Always working hard on my beeper skit We the belegger, believers on the freedom sh** Chorus (Pep Love) Uh huh huh we havin' our way Like it's a game that I'm happy to play We gravitate to pay One day we all pray to have it our way But some of us see that day is today Alright okay I say Light that J, we havin' our way Like it's a game that I'm happy to play We gravitate to pay One day we all pray to have it our way But some of us see that day is today Alright okay (okay) Verse 2 (Opio) Kenny Red Shine like American Pimp With your rinky dink rhymes you a square and a simp' You're repeatin' these lines, you should cherish the gift Chick pause for a minute, check the snare and the kick I'm sick.. the click set up in the lab like Phizer With a pen and a pad, you spaz like Tiger Woods Invited should be caddy at the masters Clown and chastise you ba*tards Pa** the mic, you ain't rockin' it right I'm tight Nasa, blast off in the stratosphere With the cash and the kush, and the hash with the crooks and the castle Never look back, catch Smash and attack the block Press the bu*ton, now I'm trapped in the maze of the rhythm Fresh J's when I'm hittin' my shot Fade away with the tre like Peja Stojakovic And jock the b**h, not.. never your trick Chorus (Pep Love) Uh huh huh we havin' our way Like it's a game that I'm happy to play We gravitate to pay One day we all pray to have it our way But some of us see that day is today Alright okay I say Light that J, we havin' our way Like it's a game that I'm happy to play We gravitate to pay One day we all pray to have it our way But some of us see that day is today Alright okay (okay) Verse 3 (Opio) Dreams are sippin' Remy with Minnie Riperton's Sittin' on Cloud 9, and trying to hit the blunt Then she serenade a player, and need to make a duet Feelin' like I'm too lit, Illuminati Boule' Cloudin' on my high, so get the Perrier-Jouet Pour up. Tore up like the Taurus get stupid Psychoan*lytical still I be going through it It's crazy how you knew it was true but couldn't prove it Chorus (Pep Love) Uh huh huh we havin' our way Like it's a game that I'm happy to play We gravitate to pay One day we all pray to have it our way But some of us see that day is today Alright okay I say Light that J, we havin' our way Like it's a game that I'm happy to play We gravitate to pay One day we all pray to have it our way But some of us see that day is today Alright okay (okay)

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