| Mack come thru on the club |
| Uh |
| Mack come thru |
| Rap sick to destroy these cats |
| Lay em out flat |
| Hold your caps |
| Its over |
| Holdin it back |
| Maybe go, baby bro |
| Geronimo |
| Time to glow |
| Ain’t no holdin me back |
| Cuttin |
| like the princess, the crown jewel |
| Drinkin booze in your sunday shoes |
| If you thought for a minute |
| Bitch wanna suck my dick? |
| I put the jag on cruise |
| So I do’s the speed limit |
| and tinted |
| Analog instrumented |
| Kind of amazing what the white man invented |
| I’m in it to win it |
| Saturday night |
| New york light |
| Gettin' pussy 'cause the talk is right |
| Sugar delight |
| Step up in the club like a Swat team |
| With crazy Ice on, nigga get some VISINE |
| 'Cause if this earth stop spinnin in 2001 |
| You can’t say we ain’t have no fun |
| My nigga It’s Mack |
| Mack come thru on the club |
| Uh |
| Mack come thru |
| Rap better than these Joe Schmo’s |
| These lyin ass niggas, Pinocchio’s |
| Niggas fix your clothes |
| This the twenty first century |
| Think niggas won’t remember ME? |
| Come on with that |
| I’m chosen, Black |
| Mack like the Truck with the dog on the hat |
| Be careful what you say, they make morgues for that |
| And fuck bitches |
| Niggas that’s why there’s Whores for that |
| What you niggas thought I was at the laundry matt? |
| Gettin' washed up? |
| Nigga I’m total forced up |
| Back to back table gettin monkies tossed up |
| Niggas need to see me 'cause the cost goin' up |
| Niggas scared to see me like the boss showin' up |
| I’m enforcing this stuff |
| You wasn’t awesome enough |
| You should be lost for your stuff |
| Jumpin on my dick but ya hands is too rough |
| And who am I? I’m the man that was dancin with Puff |
| I’m Mack |
| Mack come thru on the club |
| Uh |
| Mack come thru |
| Rap alley cat, trench rocker |
| Shocker, shocker, head knocker |
| Fifth of Vodka |
| Doctor operating |
| Sign of |
| , Administration |
| Menstruation, Bloody mess, |
| Me and my cats |
| the mouse |
| Worlds pronounced, looking glorious in luxorious whips |
| like |
| got voice command |
| Level |
| protection got 60 grand |
| Who starving? |
| Me and my minks beg your pardon |
| Alarming and charming, court side at the garden |
| and Craig Mack is like Batman and Robin |
| With the cream of Baskin-Robbins |
| So while you sobbing and dissolving |
| My neck will stay chilly |
| Real pieces, not big shit that look silly |
| Smoke bigger than willy |
| Not wooly and cooly |
| Fuck around and get smashed from the tooly |
| I ain’t playin it’s Mack |
| Mack come thru on the club |
| Uh |
| Mack come thru |
| Haaa |
| Boom boom boom |
| Uhh |
| Boom boom boom |
| Ba boom boom boom boom |
| Come thru on the club |