Lyrics Home

3c Romp Lyrics

Browse
A  B  C  D  E  F  G  H  I  J  K  L  M  N  O  P  Q  R  S  T  U  V  W  X  Y  Z  0-9 
  Home   Add to favorites   Correct lyrics   Add lyrics   Contact
Navigation
 Top 100 Lyrics
 New Albums
 New Lyrics
Sponsors
Recommended

  Index Lyrics ›› M ›› Mac Dre ›› 3c Romp
 
Add Mac Dre Pictures Photos or your favorite Images gallery about Mac Dre music, life, biography or concerts.
Just browse to your computer and hit Add Picture.
Max 100 Kilobytes, .jpg or .gif
Feel free to submit any news about Mac Dre, latest Mac Dre news, discography, reviews, interviews, videos so everybody will know it

Mac Dre Pictures Page
Mac Dre News Page

Mac Dre 3c Romp text (words of the song)
 print  email  translate
Artist: Mac Dre Lyrics
Song Title: 3c Romp Lyrics
Album: Other Lyrics

I'm quick to flip the script and transform like a Deceptacon
Dope as pharmaceuticals, drink {?} at café Escalon
Love dosha dank that make me choke burp and cough
Cause I'm the type of nigga that like to smoke perk and toss
Use them Magnum rubbers baby, cause they be bigger than the rest
And in case you didn't know me homie I represent the Crest {sida}
Haters be mad at me, I pull bitches with flattery
Have the funk savagely, commit assault and battery
On any man, who think he can serve me some static
Got many friends with mini vans, with fully automatics
Love Evelyn Jones and boy I'm deadly playin bones
Federalies had me gone but now a nigga back at home, its on
Lip poppin no stopping panties droppin left and right
defnbd!f bd ff j
Boy they be jock in, steady shoppin for sex at night
Old school like Atari and I'm dope on my pen
We be M A C D R E aka Silky Slim, from the V
Never drink haterade, Armani suits tailor made
Quick to shake a blade, and broke bitches I'll never fade
Kick off your Air Maxes relax, while I bust
Cause thou shall not have stress, hutch shall not be trusted
Game spicy, like mustard rushed into your cerebellum
Super saucy ex felon but there's still no telling
What that H O might D O on the D low
So we go super hard on broads and play their ass like cards
Can you feel it, nothing can save ya
Cause this is the season of licks and capers
Unemployment at a record high
People coming, People going who's next to die
I, stay ready with heavy macks and choppas
Tell me can you crack tonight , steada tryin mac some cock
Cause I'm a 3C romp there in nothing higher
Threw a friend in the pen cause a nigga wore a wire
But now I'm back, with crates of raps
Ready to break some backs and make fools face facts
Niggas walk around town, jealous with envy
Cause I stay fitted and getting hoes infinity
Representin Windy, Sage and Mark
Leonard, Soya Missen buggy and all
Peanut, Kendal, Kentay and Jack
Ta Ta, Torence, PSD andYak
Chewy, Mini eyes and Wayne Howard the dope fiend
Ray Shawn, Da Da, Mac Lee, and Highshadee
Green eyes, Neko, my homeboy Jay
Please don't hurt Baby Rock, Freak E Dee, Dant and Ray

Mac Dre 3c Romp mp3, muisc, video, ringtone? Not Yet

Search Mac Dre 3c Romp with Google
Find Mac Dre 3c Romp lyrics with Yahoo

Comments:

Add your comments: (NO HTML, NO BBCODE)
Min 50 Characters, Max 400



Other lyrics from Mac Dre


   Don't Be A Punk
   Mac Stabber
   Real Niggas
   Grown Shit
   I'm A Thug
   2 Hard 4 The Fuckin' Radio
   Morals And Standards
   The Pain
   I Need A Eigth
   I've Been Down
Mac Dre albums


   Other
Related Artists


   My Little Cheap Dictaphone
   Mariana Aydar
   Ministério De Louvor Eis-me Aqui
   Marty Robbins
   Menki
   Mick Fitzgerald
   Miramar Show
   Missy Elliott
   Mr. Bigg
   My Darkest Hate
All lyrics are property and copyright of their owners. All lyrics provided for educational purposes only.
Copyright © lyricsenergy.com