Mac Dre All Damn Day Lyrics

Young Black Brotha Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 2 Hard 4 the Fuckin' Radio
  • 2 All Damn Day
  • 3 2 the Double R 'Wit Coolio'
  • 4 On My Toes
  • 5 Get Some Get Right
  • 6 Young Playah
  • 7 California Livin'
  • 8 This Is the Mac
  • 9 I'm N Motion
  • 10 Nothin' Correctable (interlude)
  • 11 They Don't Understand 'Wit Ray Luv'
  • 12 Young Black Brotha
  • 13 The Romp Ya'll
  • 14 My Chevy 'Wit Mac Mall'
  • 15 The M.A.C & Mac D.R.E. 'Wit The Mac'
  • 16 Young Mac Dre
  • 17 Much Love 4 The Mac
  • 18 Gift 2 Gab
  • 19 A Piece From Khayree
  • 20 U Still Punk Police
  • 21 Out the Water (interlude)
  • [Verse 1]
    Microphone check let me get to the beat
    Dedicated to you bitches, let me spit to you freaks
    I'm gonna serve it to you straight a little something like this
    Not one of those niggas that be liking to kiss
    Theres no telling what your tongue licks, it might be big dicks
    So you better try kissing on them other tricks
    'Cause ???? I like to ball hog
    I know you love what I shove and thrust up in your cock...
    All damn day

    [Chorus]
    All damn day ho
    All damn day ho (I'm gonna rock this motherfucka all night yall)
    All damn day ho
    All damn day ho (I'm gonna rock this motherfucka all night yall)

    [Verse 2]
    I'm MD and mackin' is my duty
    So when I step to you girl and tap you on your big booty
    And start spittin' some pimpin' ass serious shit
    Don't even start trippin' on how freaky you get
    Its just a gift to G-A-B, to get to your P-A-D
    Bash in your ass, inside of the B-E-D
    Bust a 415 and not the 012
    Now you fiending for more, but you wait 'til I call you
    See some of these niggas cold want you to jock 'em
    Stupid motherfuckas, but I can't knock 'em
    I just wanna bash ho, and only get cash ho
    You want Dre to stay and lay, but I have to pass ho

    [Chorus]

    [Verse 3]
    'Cause that lovey dovey shit just ain't gon' get it
    When I pick you up to fuck, I straight hit it and quit it
    And you dont trip because the sexin' is good, I be wreckin' 'em good
    And they be back in the hood
    Tellin' my cuddies how cool it was
    Now another romp player might give you a buzz
    Young C-U-R-T, or maybe young Marty
    Or my homeboy J might be your type of party
    Who ever it is, they gon' get with you bitch
    And dont even think they gon' sit with you bitch
    No talkin' and walkin' 'cause that shit is funny style
    You pay me and lay me and when I take your money I'll...
    Spend that shit all damn day

    [Chorus]

    [Verse 4]
    I'm hard but saucy bitch back on off me
    Steady tryin' to toss me, ho smell the coffee
    I gave you some ho, did not cum though
    Your too damn dumb ho, what you actin' sprung fo'?
    I'm hard to get with, pimperistic
    I want your lipstick on top of my dick tip
    I'm from the V-A double L E-J
    O and you know ho, the things that we say
    Are simple and plain, nothing but game
    And if you aint up on it Mac Dre is the name
    I want a fat ass joint of that potent zesty
    And a thick chocolate bitch whose name is Nestle
    From the C-R-E-S-T, 'cause thats where the best be
    Suckas get jealous and they try to test me
    So I carry a nine all the time
    Dope raps I rhyme, this is how I grind
    Making stacks of cash, down to wax that ass
    A nigga ready to blast a muthafucka real fast
    Dickin' the ho's, never lickin' the ho's
    Big black dick is what I stick in the ho's
    I shake 'em, I break 'em, but never will I take 'em
    To eat hamburgers let alone some steak and
    Lobster, 'cause baby I'm a mobster
    you tell your friends how I robbed ya

    [Chorus] Lyrics © OBO APRA/AMCOS

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