Macaroni Time

Chief Keef

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    Buck, buck... Its macaroni time
    Buck, (buck)... And it's macaroni time
    Bang, bang...
    She say she love my car... Fuck love
    She see me with the stars, now she wanna know me now
    Unh-unh, bitch I told you now, I'm actin' funny now
    Buck, buck... And we scream "it's macaroni time!"

    She say she like my car and she like how I forgi ride
    She see me with the stars, now she wanna know me now
    Unh-unh, 'cause I told her now, I'm actin' funny now
    Buck, buck... Fuck nigga, think it's macaroni time
    Couple bucks for these bitches, let me slap them on they ass
    Tough luck for these niggas, think they next, I'm on they ass
    So what? Walk in court smelling like pack, I got them bands
    Glo boys, that's what almighty sosa got 'em sayin'

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    She wanna be a glory girl but she don't like my glory guys
    I know this bitch is down, she wanna meet my mama now
    But unh-unh, I gotta keep the earth rolling, let's get high
    Light it up, and I guarantee that you gon' touch the sky
    He say he gettin' money, but I know that that's a lie
    I see ones and fives in your bankroll right now

    But unh-unh, you ain't flexing, boy, you need some exercise
    You cuttin' up, you need some gbe lessons now
    I hear these niggas flexing, saying they know the glory gang
    How you know us and we don't know your name?
    Unh-unh, just bought a pint, I'm leaning right now, dumb fuck
    Just popped a flat, I'm beaming right now, unh-unh
    I feel like catching a honey right now, no love
    I see an op, I'm dropping right now
    She let me fuck... Then I'm dropping, right now
    I'm a hop up in that 'rari, talk, I'm dropping right now

    She say she like my car and she like how I forgi ride
    She see me with the stars, now she wanna know me now
    Unh-unh, 'cause I told her now, I'm actin' funny now
    Buck, buck... Fuck nigga, think it's macaroni time
    Couple bucks for these bitches, let me slap them on they ass
    Tough luck for these niggas, think they next, I'm on they ass
    So what? Walk in court smelling like pack, I got them bands
    Glo boys, that's what almighty sosa got 'em sayin'

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    Composición: Vince Carter y Mckinley Alex Leon

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