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Nigga don't tell me what you want 00:16
Think you calling shots? I make a call, nigga get you gone 00:37
Knew that was your girl but she a hoe and her pussy soak 00:40
Sound like macaroni in a bowl when she mix it up 00:43
Knew I was gon' put it in song 00:45
We ain't get to fuck 00:47
Think about when you leave her home 00:49
Where she really at? 00:50
Probably got location on your phone, she know where you at 00:51
A lot of niggas hatin' on the boy 00:54
Why you really mad? 00:56
Is it 'cause I'm really putting on? Where my city at? 00:57
Highbridge, nigga from the Bronx, where it get gritty at 01:00
I be smoking on gorilla glue and smoking GG pack 01:03
They don't wanna free my nigga Nun but I know he be back 01:06
Bitches that I hit up in the DM never hit me back 01:09
Now they probably all up in my DM, I don't get to check 01:12
I could turn your girl into a demon, boy don't get me mad 01:15
Fuck around and threw out all my singles when I heard it clap 01:18
Sound like macaroni in a bowl how she getting wet 01:21
When I met her said she was a fuckin' bartender, yeah 01:24
Then I saw her dancing on a pole, she a stripper, yeah 01:27
Macaroni in a bowl, she be mixing, yeah 01:30
My nigga don't tell me what to do 01:33
Mel went to school for shooting hoops and then he learned to shoot 01:36
Had to lock myself inside the booth, that's how I kept my cool 01:39
Saw my nigga Quado on the news, that's why I kept my tool 01:42
Don't you try to tell me nothing nigga you don't know me 01:45
Done with this bottle, fill me up I need another Rosé 01:48
Got a hitta, couple hittas up when I'm by my lonely 01:51
I think they already know wassup, I don't fuck with phonies 01:54
Lately I been running out of time, I need another rollie 01:57
Lately I been on the west-side, don't need no other homies 01:59
Diamonds on my pinky finger blinding, all the bitches on me 02:02
I look at her and tell her call me, hold up matter fact 02:05
Bitches that I hit up in the DM never hit me back 02:08
Now they probably all up in my DM, I don't get to check 02:11
I could turn your girl into a demon, boy don't get me mad 02:14
Fuck around and threw out all my singles when I heard it clap 02:17
Sound like macaroni in a bowl how she getting wet 02:20
When I met her said she was a fuckin' bartender, yeah 02:23
Then I saw her dancing on a pole, she a stripper, yeah 02:26
Macaroni in a bowl, she be mixing, yeah 02:29
Macaroni in a bowl 02:32
The way she mix it up 02:35
They way she mix it in a bowl 02:38
They way she mix it up 02:41
Macaroni in a 02:44
Mix it up 02:47
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Macaroni – English Lyrics

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[English]
Nigga don't tell me what you want
Think you calling shots? I make a call, nigga get you gone
Knew that was your girl but she a hoe and her pussy soak
Sound like macaroni in a bowl when she mix it up
Knew I was gon' put it in song
We ain't get to fuck
Think about when you leave her home
Where she really at?
Probably got location on your phone, she know where you at
A lot of niggas hatin' on the boy
Why you really mad?
Is it 'cause I'm really putting on? Where my city at?
Highbridge, nigga from the Bronx, where it get gritty at
I be smoking on gorilla glue and smoking GG pack
They don't wanna free my nigga Nun but I know he be back
Bitches that I hit up in the DM never hit me back
Now they probably all up in my DM, I don't get to check
I could turn your girl into a demon, boy don't get me mad
Fuck around and threw out all my singles when I heard it clap
Sound like macaroni in a bowl how she getting wet
When I met her said she was a fuckin' bartender, yeah
Then I saw her dancing on a pole, she a stripper, yeah
Macaroni in a bowl, she be mixing, yeah
My nigga don't tell me what to do
Mel went to school for shooting hoops and then he learned to shoot
Had to lock myself inside the booth, that's how I kept my cool
Saw my nigga Quado on the news, that's why I kept my tool
Don't you try to tell me nothing nigga you don't know me
Done with this bottle, fill me up I need another Rosé
Got a hitta, couple hittas up when I'm by my lonely
I think they already know wassup, I don't fuck with phonies
Lately I been running out of time, I need another rollie
Lately I been on the west-side, don't need no other homies
Diamonds on my pinky finger blinding, all the bitches on me
I look at her and tell her call me, hold up matter fact
Bitches that I hit up in the DM never hit me back
Now they probably all up in my DM, I don't get to check
I could turn your girl into a demon, boy don't get me mad
Fuck around and threw out all my singles when I heard it clap
Sound like macaroni in a bowl how she getting wet
When I met her said she was a fuckin' bartender, yeah
Then I saw her dancing on a pole, she a stripper, yeah
Macaroni in a bowl, she be mixing, yeah
Macaroni in a bowl
The way she mix it up
They way she mix it in a bowl
They way she mix it up
Macaroni in a
Mix it up
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