Eazy Mac
Loud
[Hook: Dan Major (Chedda Cheese)]
Yeah, ya best thing on my lane had a dream I'd
Buy big things and I been the same
Told her I'm coming forth
If you think I'm playin I'll put it on my name
(I'm on loud)
That loud, that could be in that flow
(I'm on loud)
That loud, that big chick in my show
(I'm on loud)
And I do it big and the big hoes that I know
(I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on loud)

[Verse 1: Dan Major]
I wanna wanna wanna it there double cup
On my sixth pack old school like binner
New school like a simpack spend it bills with Wi-Fi you could
A feel my nickey as a box face, to get suck that
To you fuck break cos like me now open that door (open that door)
Open that all day (all day) a small of the sound
Keep it and flows it's getting cold (cold)
Put me chilled and rolled bad chick in the which with the
Me that misses your wish
You get in below
This is the shit I'm getting my own I'm thru the window
Lights and the pants are listened and drawn, high and the target
The bitch is strong my bitches and streets are bringing
Their own, listen to their words had you forgotten blowin'
And pictures are picked up for sure away (way) cos I'm on
Pictures right now remember kicking the door
What's up with climate, the summer or winner, handle
For mulla my guider might to be a nice true (true) and
I'm tripping and I come to a weather (to a weather)
And I told ya I do it big this major
That music she's small ball get super age
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[Verse 2: Eazy Mac]
I'm angry so kiddin' in it's getting like violin
I invite, roll the freaks like diamonds
So I put the thing in chilling like
Violin gun ball combined it in that's you
Know that I'm high again more than I'm inciting, me buying
Me finding meanwhile speaking in the both time Thomasa Kydrick
Eazy you are fuckin' with me (you are fuckin' with me)
Come not for hands and trees and you been sucking my dick (been sucking my dick)
And when you talkin to me (you talking to me)
Get the fuck my face hold your starships
I take those you does while
I say so so speed back, your bitch
Ass and the sixth pack cos the mic mac
She'll not understand the chance cans take
Back don't take a break can I kick back to my
Best freaks and my rich starves you get
It Major, trader with that share, take this
Fed-back and I broke up for the game up, break up, bagging without ear
I'm into cars and my car too your bitch come
Around tryna cars about you but I take a bitch everytime
I want lose some links mine it's you (you, you, you, it's you) furthermore it's
Ludacris you're burning out and I knew dat it's the small
Boy can stuperesh
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[Verse 3: Chedda Cheese]
Big plans on my brain, stay with the
Riches they'll try reducing the pain no doubt
No no drama that they could've put my reign
Got, let this world know my name (yeah yeah) all the chains
It really doesn't matter no boy could rap and come
In ashes they forget the mac I never made
Let me chill like I got this trying tell me
I make your money I bet you never in life for the people
Doin' enough they talk about they never wanna
Pay the price mac
They keep the comfiture (they keep the comfiture)
Come back from to your house (come back from to your house)
Everyday no one knows the way (no one knows the way no)
What's the typing of the car (of the car)
Enemy's mouth (mouth) make wanna shout (shout)
Keep the microphone on the mouth (out)
Everybody think
He dig he do he remember better
Gonna tell em and remember we're gon' about
How blow keep in your mouth move my kingdom rock
It like now touch remember me it's the top
Of my game and probably I'd be thinking
The differently brown oooh class
General manner with my weight so tell 'em
If it's your grandma can get down all my heights
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