[Verse: Mac Dre]
This one's from the Metro, in my Jordan retro
Strapped with my .38 Special
(Strapped with my heat)
Pushing my vessel, corner in and on a mission
Dre Bledsoe, quarterback, my position
Bring the quarter back in the kitchen
I'm five zips, some B-12 and some whip-it's
But now I'm whippin' and flippin' styles
No more running from Detective Giles
I'm rapping now, roll stakes the highest
A globetrotter, platinum, for us by us
It's mackin' I bust, I rap and I cuss
It keeps me with "In God We Trust"
I'm taking trips to Alaska now
Eating crab flambe Alaskan style
With my 3rd Wall n***as, they do it gigantic
Comin' up to the club with dubs on the Titanic

[Chorus]
It's just Thizz and 3rd Wall Entertainment
It ain't nothin' but a money-making arrangement
KC to the Bay with Mac Dre
3rd Wall, man, make the crowd sway

[Outro: DJ Backside]
Yo, what up, it's your girl DJ Backside, that's right
I'm not able to take your call right now
But leave your girl a message, a'ight?
And also, in the meantime, check DJBackside.com
Get your "Got Bay" shirts, your mixtapes, whatever you need, mayne
And holla at yo' girl