we can boog it When I pull up to the stoplight, I gotta have a paper right If you come back right then we can boog it Boggy, boggy, boogy, I'm goin'
least no jack and I can't hack it When you gonna ask the question why? I never liked workin' at Mickey D's All my life I got B's and C's Down with the
Hit the floor tuck and roll E's on fire I'm your motherfucker but not Jerry Maguire I'm the dark skinned packin' Mac 10 who get busy Effective puttin'
hide It's a high speed chase and death is on my mind Will I fall or fail who call the shots it's all real Firm, get on your job, niggaz, what the deal
like EPMD LP's Robbin y'all for cheese, now yes y'all whaddIdo Fuck you and you drink the Olde E brew Down with Funkmaster Flex yes who's next To get
Pal around with democratic fellas named Mac Take me right back to the track, Jack Choo choo, choo choo ch?boogie Whoo whoo, whoo whoo ch?boogie Choo choo, choo choo ch?boogie
with the democratic fellows named Mac take me right back to the track Jack. ALL: Choo choo, choo choo, ch'boogie woo woo, woo woo, ch'boogie choo choo, choo choo, ch'boogie
'boogie Woo woo, woo woo ch'boogie Choo choo, choo choo ch'boogie Take me right back to the track, Jack Choo choo, choo choo ch'boogie Woo woo, woo woo ch'boogie
the right pond And I hope you catchin' on to every line Who am I? [Hook] The Best Rapper Alive (4x) Swagger right (check) game tight And they gon R-E-S
daze and I'm so confused From seein heads shake so many times the lead make And Mike Boogie's next up, and keep my head straight [ VERSE 8: Mike Boogie
throw the shotty to him Niggaz don't want it with L, they like, "Anybody but him!" Chorus [Fat Joe] Hoodied down with the mac - Boogie Down where it's
and I'll kill 'em again if you're not my friend you feel my hot mac-10 Not my nine or my eight, five six seven But my mac-11, will have you 'All the Way
around with democratic fellows named "Mac" So, take me right back to the track, Jack! Choo-Choo Choo-Choo Ch-Boo-gie Woo-woo, Woo-woo Ch' Boogie Choo
no jack and I can?t hack it. When you gonna ask the question why. I never liked working at Mickey D?s, All my life I got B?s and C?s. Down with the crew
With democratic fellow named Mac So take me right back to the track, Jack Choo-choo, choo-choo, ch'boogie, woo-woo Woo-woo, ch'boogie, choo-choo, choo-choo, ch'boogie
your fist if you wit it. Here's your ticket to see Mr. Wicked rip shit. Now they wanna maime me. (Told ya) All I wanted to be was a soulja. Bang bang boogy it's
Disappeared Something About That, She's Always Angry, Might Have Been When Them Girls Trying To Push Her Scout Back Needed Some Head Room So She Went Out And Bought Tyson's
dream Brain full of schemes, my crew's rollin fresh out the greens Give you what you never seen, the ips on the Mac-10 It's 2:10 in the A.M. in the streets