Dump - Berner, Mac Dre

This bitch is steady jockin', shes beggin' me to kick it

She’s all on my dick and I know she want to lick it

She’s wicked, I stick it, right between her lips

The ones on her face and the ones between her hips

I dips and slips, she fucks then sucks

She ridin' on my dick while she’s holdin' on my nuts

Lovin' how I treat her, mad 'cause I won’t eat her

But when I nut, she’s happy, she’s lovin' how I G’d her

That first time was cool, then I had to slow up

Must’ve turned her out 'cause now she’s tore up from the floor up

But know what?

So what;

girl, find another

Think I’ll try this potent maccin' mouthpiece on her mother

Serve it to her mama, she’s eatin' up my drama

She’s smarter than her daughter, 'cause she can tell that I’m a…

Mac about his money, baby was no dummy

I slipped up, and tripped up and put one in her tummy

Couldn’t take my dick out, this dick thick portioned

Now she’s in the clinic having an abortion

She said she was too old for kids, and I agreed

Quickly took heed of the time she didn’t bleed

Now every time I bash it, I use a prophylactic

Baby got to jockin' and shake move was drastic

Had to let her catch me with her chink friend Su-Chang

Ooh, she caught us fuckin' and turned it to a group thing

I do things, new things, with them throughout the night

Never knew that chink cot would ever be this tight

Had to do this right, 'cause I just owned this mic

Beater started something to keep my pockets tight

Lace 'em for a week, then I play the broke role

Two weeks later, they had my pockets so swoll

The ho stroll was oh-so, poppin' when they hit it

Tricks was gettin' wit' it

Listen while I spit it

Bern break bitches for mucho guapo

(Shhhh) Salute El Chapo

I party all night on the beach in Jacó

Lost 20 grand on the tables in Tahoe

Smooth operator, I don’t rock no gator

J’s on my feet, hot shell for a hater

Make a bitch choose, take her out a small town

40 cal, long round make 'em all fall down

It’s the B-A-Y we don’t aim for the sky

I put a grow room in every crib that I buy

Still get my hands dirty, whole thing cost 30

Coke so clean, look so pearly

Yeah, I let it grow out, I never pull early

Young guys die with my cutthroat Furly

Packs in the trunk, I got weight for sale

No banks please, no paper trail

I put 8 in the mail, I hope it make it there

AMG, I’mma race you there

Don’t hate the player but my mouthpiece crazy

Talk the bitch out of 80, baby girl don’t play me (Uhh)

Big bag, smoke good, where the lean at?

Pop two Xans, take a weed nap

Still right here where the cream at

Where the city, where the Rich, where the V at

Man, this shit got me all lazy

In a new Mercedes, with two fly ladies

Coke plug show a broke bitch no love

Might slide in it with no glove

Hold up, bundle so thick it don’t fold up

Rolled up, smoke on sulfa, I’m a stoner

Weed head from the SF City

Where my bud’s so good and my chain so pretty

Boy!