Mac Dre - Back To My Mission lyrics

[Intro: Mac Dre] Yeah I feel ya I don't know what to say That's how it's going down? [Verse 1: Mac Dre] Woke up one mornin 'bout 6 o'clock Dick still smellin' like spit n co*k Beeper vibratin' like a nympho s** toy It's time to collect, them hoes got they checks boy But on my way out the motel room the b**h said 'Dre, why must you go so soon'? Thinkin' about the night before and how she licked me I bounced back in so I could get me a quicky Dick hard as ten pounds of frozen neckbones I got my wreck on and got the heck on Droppin' a ho off, you know I had to show off I burnt rubber and the b**h tried to go off But all I did was laugh, like she was a joke Hit the gas, and left her a** in smoke Strikin' in my Chevrolet you know I had to smash it Dippin' and dodgin', makin' my way through traffic Marily marily, marily marily I go Looked in the rearview, damn It's 5-0 Once again pullin' me over for the jack up In my mirror I can see him callin' back up But I ain't goin' out like no s**a Put the pedal to the metal and smoked the mothaf**a Stopped at the store on Sacramento and Tennessee Got a pack of zig-zags and a fifth of hennessy Percin' off the dank and the drank connection It's back to my mission n***a, bank collection Back to my mission Back to my mission Back to my mission [Verse 2: Mac Dre] Rollin' in my old school Lincoln, drinkin' Joint between my lips and I'm dankin', sinkin' Deep in the seat, with the beat on the down-low But I ain't trippin' on the way it really sound though I got down ho, ready to hit the track And bring back fat stack of them greenbacks Hit the stroll but before I let her go I let her know, she's nothing but my ho 4 was the time on my wristwatch Grabbed my phone, turned it on, cause I just got a motherf**in Beep from a freak on another strip Get the hennessy and I take me another sip Call the b**h back and she's ready, to kick down What she made, from just gettin' dick down Bounce to the spot where my ho does work See her in a skirt and a see-through shirt Pull her off the track and I don't say sh** Cause all I wanna hear is that purse unzip Lookin' at the b**h with the pimpish grin Feelin like the mac as my ho kicks in Let the b**h out, start unloadin' my cut Let the 15's slam and I'm f**in em up They can't understand how I bounce my head Smokin' on a joint at a light that's red n***as can't be me but they wish they could The light turned green and I hit the hood See my homeboy Don in a '74 The rollers got him jacked but they lettin' him go Catch up with him up at the light Said 'what's up cuddie, where they at tonight'? He said 'it's goin on playa at the afterdark And there's a house party bumpin in college park' Playa waved to my homie then I split from the scene It's back to my mission n***a, gettin' the green Back to my mission Back to my mission [Verse 3: Mac Dre] Late one night, I drove my Brome to the burger spot Stepped in all I saw was a herd of co*k Went in my pocket, came out with the yack bottle Twist the cap then I took me a fat swallow All I could smell was co*k in the air And I can tell by they stare they was jockin' the playa Went to the counter ordered burger and milkshake The girl standin' behind me was thick with silk fake Hair that looked the real but she had looks to k** I Stepped back and gave the broad my spill Told her my name and she couldn't believe dat Kept spittin' game til I peelt her weave back She recognized the playa and she knew I was major Gave her the number to my Pactel pager Snatched my grub, then I hopped in my town car And let them landstars slam, and pound hard Honked at the hutch when I cut from the scene Then it's back to my mission n***a Gettin' the green Back to my mission Back to my mission