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Showing posts with label Malow Mac. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Malow Mac. Show all posts

Saturday, August 4, 2012

Malow Mac - Sly, Slick & Wicked

Malow Mac - Sly, Slick & Wicked
Tracklist:
  1. Intro
  2. Don't Doubt Me
  3. Oh Do You Wanna Get High
  4. Sly Sick and Wicked
  5. Notorious, Notorious - (with Mr. Criminal)
  6. Gangstered Up - (with Lil Sicko/Mr. Silent)
  7. Skit
  8. Crusin With Malow Mac
  9. Party + VIP - (with Lil Blacky/POPS)
  10. Whos an Outlaw
  11. Stand Tall Won't Fall
  12. Ie Keeping It G - (with Maniac/Raskal)
  13. Venum of Sin
  14. Interlude
  15. Home Invasion (To Be Continued)

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

LYRICS Malow Mac - Love Come Down

Evelyn "Champagne" King (Intro):
Cause I Can't Help The Way That I Feel
I Just Can't Help The Way That I Feel
Do Do Dit Dit Dit Dit Dit Dit Do Do Do

Malow Mac:
That's Wassup (Echoing)
I Know You Remember This Track Right?
So You Know I Have To Hit You
With That Malow Mac Remix Than Right
Another Old School Classic Baby
Love Come Down Girl

Verse 1:
Baby Girl Let Me Break You Off
Got A Little Time By My Side
Lets Hit It Off
With The Sexy Body Lil Mama
Time To Show It Off
Midnight Love All Night
With The Real Boss
Oh Oh No
Love Got A Hold Of Malow
Baby I'm Down
No Sleep Till Tomorrow
Cell Phones Off
Me & You On The Solo
Rag-top Folded Bouncing The Low Low
(Love Come Down)
And When It Comes Down Baby
There's No Playing Around
From The Way That I Feel Up High
Till The Dance Slows
Move To The Sound
That's How I Get Down
Come On
(All The way Down)
You're On My Mind All The Time
Baby Looking Too Fine
Flawless Like Diamonds
You One Of A Kind
Bright Just Like The Sunshine
All The Time
No Sleep

Evelyn "Champagne" King (Outro):
No Sleep Last Night
Been Dreaming Of You
Please Hold Me Tight
Cause I Can't Help The Way That I Feel
I Just Can't Help The Way That I Feel

Deep In The Night
You Took My Heart
Now Danger's In Sight
Cause I Can't Help The Way That I Feel
I Just Can't Help The Way That I Feel
Do Do Dit Dit Dit Dit Dit Dit Do Do Do

Baby You Make My Love Come Down
oh You Make My Love Come Down
Make It Come All The Way Down
Oh You Make My Love Come Down
Baby You Make My Love Come Down
You Make My Love Come Down

Friday, March 30, 2012

LYRICS Malow Mac - Did Not Mean To Turn You On

Verse 1:
All I Can Say Is
I Was Trying To Be Nice
Bought You A Glass Of Hennesy On Ice
Shooting Craps & You Blew The Dice
Treated You Like A Homegirl
And Didn't Think Twice
Baby Girl I Ain't Playing No Games
Thinking I'm A Playboy
Cause Malow Mac's My Name
I Didn't Know That I Was Leading You On
It's Not My Fault Mama
That You Read Me Wrong
I'm Just Trying To Show A Little Bit Of Love
Like I Do In The Hood
Like I Do In The Club
You Like The Way That My 15 Sub
Blow A Little Bit Of Kush
Close In The Hot Tubs
Baby Girl Me & You Is Friends
Stay Ballin' & Pimpin' To Make Them ins
Yeah

Cherrelle:
Let You Take Me Out
I Knew What You Were All About
But When I Did
I Wasn't Trying To Lead You On

Now You Bring Me Home
And Tell Me Goodnight's
Not Enough For You
I'm Sorry Baby
I Didn't Mean To Turn You On

You Read Me Wrong
I Wasn't Trying To Lead You On
Not Like You Think
I Didn't Mean To Turn You On

Friday, March 9, 2012

LYRICS Malow Mac - Soldier Love (ft. Samantha Latino)

Intro:
Ahhhhh
Malow Mac
Soldier
Soldier
Soldier Love

Verse 1:
What Kind a Heart You Got?
My Shits Beating
All The Way To The Top
And Yeah I Slipped Once Or Twice
But This Fool Didn't Stop
I Got Ambition
Stacks Of Benjamins
It's An Addiction
Soldiers Love For The Game
No Suspicions
I Stay Equipped With Artillery
Physically & Lyrically
It Doesn't Matter
Both Ways You're Feeling Me
I Stay Fit For The Street Shit
Mac-11 Gonna Spit Quick
If You Talk Slick (Talk Slick)
10 Miles In The Candy Paint
Always Stay Fly
With These Lyrics That Levitate
Fuck Your Hate
I Lost A Couple Homies On The Way
2 Faced Motherfuckers
2 Fake Motherfuckers Mayne
But That's A Whole Another Story
Don't Need To Cry
When I Die
Baby Cry For My Glory
You Got The Love From A Soldier
I Been A General At Heart
From The Start Like I Told You

Chorus:
I'm Stuck In This Game
It's For The Love Of These Streets
(The Love Of These Streets)
I'm On My Own Out To Hustle
Till I End 6 Feet Deep (6 Feet Deep)
It's That Soldier's Love
Soldier's Love (Soldier's Love)
A Soldier's Love
Soldier's Love (Soldier's Love)

Verse 2:
6 Rounds In The Double 4 Pistol
745 - 22's Down Bristol
Too Many Good Homies
Fucking With Crystal
Stuck On That Pookie
Until Them Bullets Whistle
I Go Hard
Go Hard In The Paint
Kick Up Dust Like I'm Reggie
But I Ain't No Saint
I'm From That Side
Where We Throwing Up That "I"
In The Zone All Alone
I Compose When I'm High
And For The Record
My Enemies Is Fuck You
And All That Fake Love
Keep That Fuck You
I'm Self Made Independent
All The Bills Payed
I Thank God Everyday For Noriana Jade
This Isn't Rap
This Is Real
This Is Where I Live
Leather Seats, Woodgrain
With An Extra Clip
And We Can Fight Like Some Men
If You Talking Shit
Soldiers Love
Soldier Game Fool Don't Trip

Chorus:
I'm Stuck In This Game
It's For The Love Of These Streets
(The Love Of These Streets)
I'm On My Own Out To Hustle
Till I End 6 Feet Deep (6 Feet Deep)
It's That Soldier's Love
Soldier's Love (Soldier's Love)
A Soldier's Love
Soldier's Love (Soldier's Love)

Verse 3:
And I'm A Keep On Smashing
Pointing At You Bitches & Laughing
And I Don't Trip Off Your Hatred
And Fake Ass Rapping
I'm A Get Mine
The Only Limit's The Sky
And I'm A Do This Everyday
Until The Day That I Die
Cuz I"m A Soldier
Spit That New Shit
That's Much Colder
I Keep It Heavyweight
You Fucking Pushing Baby Strollers
And If This Game's A 9 To 5
I'm Working Overtime
Always On The Grind
On The Hustle Make It All Mine
That's What This Shits All About Right
Faces Of Different Dead Presidents
In Black & White
Cuz I Know
The Only Thing That Makes Me Feel Right
Are All The Fans That Supporting
Give My Music Life
And So I Give It Back
Cuz I Ain't Holding Back
I Run This Motherfucking Game
And I Ain't Talking Rap
Hundred Songs
But It Still Only One Track
This Is The Life I Live
And Fool I'm Loving That

Chorus:
I'm Stuck In This Game
It's For The Love Of These Streets
(The Love Of These Streets)
I'm On My Own Out To Hustle
Till I End 6 Feet Deep (6 Feet Deep)
It's That Soldier's Love
Soldier's Love (Soldier's Love)
A Soldier's Love
Soldier's Love (Soldier's Love)

Samantha Latino (Outro):
The Love Of These Streets
6 Feet Deep
Soldier's Love
Soldier's Love

LYRICS Malow Mac - Candy Lady (ft. Jon Izie)

Intro:
Oh Yeah
Malow Mac Stilo
Know What I'm Saying
Come On

Jon Izie:
You Taste Like Candy
Your Body's Crazy
It's Malow Mac

Verse 1:
You Look Delicious
Mighty Fine
I'm Suspicious
Long Legs, Pretty Face, Body's Vicious
I Like Your Eyes
Curvy Thighs Plus The Way You Walk
Them Late Night Phone Calls
And The Way You Talk
You're My Candy Girl Baby
Cuz You're Too Sweet
You & Me
Non-Stop Kicking Up Heat
You Got Style With Stilleto Heels On Your feet
We Make A Perfect Couple
You & I
We're Too Unique
I Remember When I Seen You
We First Met
You Were In A White Camry Bumping Keith Sweat
I Was With Capone-E & Criminal Right
Just Cruising In My Caddy
Through The Sunny Side
I Seen You Stareing
And Baby Girl I Had To Stop
Smiling At Me
Sucking On A Lollipop
And From That Moment
I Knew This Was All Real
My New Lady
Too Sexy
My Candy Girl

Jon Izie (Chorus):
You Taste Like Candy (You Taste Like Candy)
You Look So Fine
Girl Be My Lady (You Be My Lady)
Your Body's Banging
It's So Crazy
Your Body's Crazy
I Can Tell You Wanna Be My Baby (My Baby)
My Candy Lady (My Candy Lady)

Verse 2:
My Candy Lady
Shotgun In My Ragtop
I Like Them Daisy Dukes
That You Wear With Tube Tops
And Summer Dresses
Brown Skin With Flip Flops
I Love Them Sexy Faces
That You Make When You're On Top
Your Body Language Is All Ways Talking Crazy
Lets Keep It Clean Pretty Mama
Don't Be Shady
I'm A Soldier
But I Been Fiending Lately
My Sweet Candy Baby
All Eyse On My Lady
On Summer Nights
You Like To Coast Into Extacy
But When It's Cold
You Like Wrapping Your Arms Around This G
You Have Respect, Decency & Common Courtesy
And All Of That Works For Me
I Love It When You Flirt With Me
Now Baby Girl
Can We Talk For A Minute?
I'm Not Just Saying It
So I Can Hit It
So All That Negative Stuff
You Need To Kill It
Your My Candy Girl
And For That I'm The Realist

Jon Izie (Chorus):
You Taste Like Candy (You Taste Like Candy)
You Look So Fine
Girl Be My Lady (You Be My Lady)
Your Body's Banging
It's So Crazy
Your Body's Crazy
I Can Tell You Wanna Be My Baby (My Baby)
My Candy Lady (My Candy Lady)

Verse 3:
Ohh I Love Those Things That You Do
With Whip Cream All Over Me And You
Cotton Candy
You Smell Like That Too
Victoria Secret You Always Keep It Brand New
And I Know Your Friends Say "Its All Game"
They're Like "Just Look At His Malow Mac Name"
But On The Real
I Wouldn't Put You Through No Pain
Cuz I Also Know
That You Can Go And Do The Same
So Lay Back And Enjoy The Motion
As I Caress Your Body Down With Lotion
You Know That You Have All Of My Devotion
And That Be The Notion
To This Climax Explosion
Candy Kisses On The Pier At Venice Beach
The Moonlight Makes It Right When Our Waves Meet
So Hole My Hand Pretty Lady
And Lay Next To Me
Look At The Stars
And Enjoy The Sweet Melody

Jon Izie (Chorus):
You Taste Like Candy (You Taste Like Candy)
You Look So Fine
Girl Be My Lady (You Be My Lady)
Your Body's Banging
It's So Crazy
Your Body's Crazy
I Can Tell You Wanna Be My Baby (My Baby)
My Candy Lady (My Candy Lady)

Jon Izie (Outro):
You Taste Like Candy
You Taste Like Candy
You Taste Like Candy
Girl You're Such A Special Treat
You Taste Like Candy
You Taste Like Candy
You Taste Like Candy
Girl Your Love Is So Sweet

LYRICS Malow Mac - The Introduction (ft. Fingazz)

Intro:
This Music Shit Right Here Is My Destiny

Malow, Malow, Malow, Malow
Mac (Mac)
Yeah
Soldiers Love
(Bounce)
Soldiers Love
Soldiers Love
Soldiers Love
Soldiers Love

Verse 1:
All The Way From Twin Towers Falling
You Read What You're Calling
War Zone
Get Your Dome Blown
Cuz You're Ballin
I'm So Disrespectful
Aggressive & Flawless
Talking All That Shit
Will Leave Your Fucking Face Jaw-less
Psycho
I'm Nice With My Fist & My Rifle
A Crooked Mutherfucker
Light It Up Like The Eiffel
Soldiers Love For The Game
Is Eternity
I Live For My Music
I Test It
Paternity
We Got The Same Cold Blood
Never Heard Of Me?
Shit Yeah Right
Baby Mama Pussy Murdering
And I Don't Get Dropped
I Drop The Whole Company
Cuz You Ain't G'd Up
And Wonder Why You Never Fuck With Me
(Forever)
Malow Mac-11 From The Riva
I Been Banging Black & Yellow
Way Before Wiz Khalifa
No Fake Shit
This Is My Reality
Don't Ever Say My Name
Cuz I Shit On Your Mentality
Fake Beef But Homie I'm 2 Deep
Like Shadows We All Creep
I Stay Playing For Keeps
Eternal Sleep
The Heroin Needle Leaks
Spitting Verses Like I'm Shakespeare
With Bitches In My Shades
Now People Hate
Cause I Rather Do My Own Thing
It's Money Over Bitches
Jocking On My Balls Ha
P's Up Way Before I Got A Record Deal
Ripping Up The Microphone
Before Chicano Rap Was Real
I'm Low-key Calling One World Order
Illuminati Terrorism Posted At The Border
The Introduction
Toking My Weed And Bustin
Lyrics Be Getting Twisted & Tangled Up
But It's Nothing
They're All Watching
Every Step I'm Walking
Calculating My Money
My Decimals Never Dropping (Dropping)
Malow Mac Music Too Clean
Got Em All Gossiping Like I Was Charlie Sheen
This Rap Shit That I Spit
Is Too Easy
Call It Cash Money But Without The Lil Weezy
No Bishop Or Quincy
Its Useless
Fake Ass G's Got Me Chunking Up My Deuces

Outro:
Soldiers Love
Soldiers Love
Malow Mac (Yeah)
Soldiers Love
This Is How We Do It Everyday
Soldiers Love
Soldiers Love