My Mac Yawns...

[Verse 1:]
Yeah, wow
Sophisticated ladies of the evening
Niggas with them sparkles in their bloodstream
A lot of hopes and wishes and dreams in here
A couple niggas got their things in here
You know the drill, you know the rules
You know the hood laws
Kill you for a good time, get yours
Yeah, you want it good? Then God bless you
A lot of styles is gangsta, mine's is fresher
To them bitches in their tight pants and little dresses
Do the right dance, move it and twist it, look at you
To all my niggas home from corrections
Cliques and crews, hoods and gangs and sections
Raising drinks to the sky (always)
The street poets philosophising
The young ladies advertising
Niggas pick your marks, who they gon' ride on

[Hook]
Yeah, pretty much, mothafucka good times
Yeah, pretty much, mothafucka good times
Yeah, pretty much, mothafucka good times
Yeah, pretty much, mothafucka

[Bridge]
Listen up! (Wow)
Listen up! (Wow)
(Wow) Listen up!
Listen up!

[Verse 2:]
I do my lid tilted
My whole style is jewelry
Glamour, glitz, gutter Butter, stunna, yeah, filthy
Ooh-wee that liquor start to sink in
I pulled her close and told her "tell me what you thinkin'"
Hey, my girl classy and she sweet
Me and her move nasty to the beat
Flashing in mink
Doin' our thing, blowin' cash and getting free in this
Ghetto show, you know how we go
We gon party from the door and we gon stay until they close
And when they get out, we're hanging in the [?] out
So we can wild out, let some more of my style out
It's big S babygirl you know what this is
Races and trucks and shit
Caddys and Cutlasses
Girl you best to go and pick up the kids
This nigga tryna reach his trunk and bust up the shit
In the city tough ounces and [?]
Fuck whitey, fuck the bouncers, fuck police

[Hook]
Yeah, pretty much, mothafucka good times
Yeah, pretty much, mothafucka good times
Yeah, pretty much, mothafucka good times
Yeah, pretty much, mothafucka

[Outro]
Listen up!
Listen up!
Listen up!
Listen up!