text: Get em Mac, Mac, Mac, Mac
  Mac, Mac, Mac, Mac
  Get em! 
  Girl, shake that body
  Get em Mac, Mac, Mac, Mac
  Mac, Mac, Mac, Mac
  Get em! 
  Girl, shake that body 
  Get em
  Whoa, what do we have here? 
  People want to know how we could be that weird
  How many hoes want to clean Macs beard? 
  I kill flows, think I need that tear on a tattoo
  My bitch suck, she a vacuum 
  Fuck her in the ass every time Im in a bad mood 
  Aint got a choice, no, she do it cause she have to
  I hit it raw while Im listening to Papoose 
  No respect, cause you wear a v-neck 
  I mean stress, pressure that could even make Keith sweat 
  I wish Narnia was on a GPS 
  I wish Rihanna was DTF 
  I got rich with these rap songs 
  Bought a drug problem, now the cash gone 
  Album filled with all sad songs
  But this the one that I can laugh on 
  Get em Mac, Mac, Mac, Mac
  Mac, Mac, Mac, Mac
  Get em!
  Girl, shake that body
  Get em Mac, Mac, Mac, Mac
  Mac, Mac, Mac, Mac
  Get em!
  Girl, shake that body
  Girl, shake that body, them ass and totties
  I want to see them cankles at my hotel lobby 
  Bitch, why you so damn snobby?
  Your ass flatter than the back of my head
  I bought you dinner, now its time to pay me back with some head
  Or Ima have my little sister beat the back of your head
  Im a grade-A douchebag, Im a dickhead
  Asshole area where my gooch sag
  Little momma got salty at me, she started talking tough
  So I called the Wolf Gang up, they start to bark it up
  Popped a hundred mollies, fifth of sherm, think I was sparking up
  A bottle of Zima, the Bimmer, I started parking up
  Seen my nigga, Mac, and he hopped in the back
  And then we jet to Fatburger, ordered some Big Macs 
  And bitch came with a gauge, and she wanted my fade 
  But Im a bitch-ass nigga so I say
  Get em Mac, Mac, Mac, Mac
  Mac, Mac, Mac, Mac
  Get em!
  Girl, shake that body
  Get em Mac, Mac, Mac, Mac
  Mac, Mac, Mac, Mac
  Get em!
  Girl, shake that body
  T-Dollaz and Mac Meezy
  Making sure you niggas dont win like referees
  Looking for the bitches that love to suck peewee, Herman, Im a vermin
  And you could tell I golf with my hat, bitch, fuck Thurnis
  Um, Im at IHOP to eat with Tyler 
  Drink cocoa then double-team Mariah 
  But please, dont tell Nick
  We were all watching movies at a Motel 6 
  Like ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha-ha
  I hope Kendrick fucked Gaga 
  If Madonna on the Kabbalah
  Then me and Snoop could chill and be Rastas
  I dont need Prada to show you Im rich
  Pulling out the llama like, Show me your tits
  Keep crying cause I still aint over my bitch
  Oh well, itll be okay