Nef The Pharaoh - Mac Of The Year (Audio, Video) - Music Video
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Forget about Man of the year -- prestigious honor though it may be, for Nef The Pharoah is far more concerned with the "Mac Of The Year" title.
And judging by his own confident temperament, it seems as if he's got it in the bag.
Today, the Bay Area rapper has come through with a brand new single, reminding the masses that few can achieve such levels of effortless bounce.
Nef The Pharaoh - Mac Of The Year Watch Video Lyrics.
[Intro] Yeah Nigga, I'm the motherfuckin' mac of the motherfuckin' year of the motherfuckin' motherfuckin' year, motherfuckin' year, nigga [Verse] I'm a mac, M-A-C and your bitch know it She can't relax, nigga the bag and all he did was grow it Ain't shit like this rap and this trap money Either way, I'ma get paid, that's why I act funny I was dead off the mud 'til she tap my pockets I woke up out my sleep and took off like rockets That's your big brother bag, that is not your wallet (Cap) My youngest son just turned one, I could put him through college (Facts) I bought the Benz off the lot with the low mileage (Facts) All cash, no L's, fuck a co-signer (Facts) Somebody tell these motherfuckers, I'm the big timer (Shit) I'm the reason why these niggas think they big timing My bitch bring me blues, your bitch bring you problems You be on that hoe back like a dirty condom (Ha) I never trip on a bitch I'm a real mobster I crack a nigga on the field like I'm Shaq Thompson (Mobster) You ain't get the mud from the doc? I do not want it All my enemies is dead, I don't got opponents I drop a bag on your head and watch somebody blow it (Boom) Yeah, my Perc' just kicked in, that bitch got me goin' Quarterback with the pack, gold tee, I throw it (Go long) We ain't never shut down, my trap always rolling (Bitch) I shopped so much at Barney's, they went extinct Flyest niggas on two feet, it's Chang and SB Passed up on your bitch, she was tryna molest me I rock ice and keep a stick like I'm Wayne Gretzky When I first met the ho, "Can I get the check please?" Sike, I'm really not that nice, you shoulda went and got a geek I'm the nigga in my hood, I should have my own street I send your nigga to the store for some chips and a drink And he better come back with my change and a receipt Tellin' Nef he never ran outta gas, they on E Fuck your grandma that's sick and your partner that's deceased (Fuck that nigga) His headstone a Porta Potti, we gon' piss where he sleep I was rich before Roddy and I still keep a gleek Got so much game, the blind bitch wanna see Like an inmate, fresh out the hoe, I got mail now (Money) If you don't see them niggas with me then we fell out She love when I hop in the booth and go beast I know the real shooter gang, your friends the police You be giving them statements, and me? I don't speak If she ride with the chain, the ho finna work her cleats I bought a little twenty ounce just so I could drop a three Beat the pussy up for hours, I got stamina for weeks Feelin' like I'm Austin Powers on this groovy ass beat (Groovy baby) I can make a square one lady into a freak I'ma independent P, fuck this rap industry The ho told me she ran away 'cause you weak Mac Of The Year