[Verse 1: The Jacka]You know these whodies be askin'Uni MAC 10Can I be your bitch [Can I be your bitch?]Nah, you can be my hoI put you on the trackAnd bring me back all my cheeseGet on your kneesSo I can smoke green leaves (Paper chase for me)They found dope at my show (Catch a case for me)Act faithful to your pimp (Like a P-I-T)Wool outDon't let go to what you gotAnd don't come back short'Cause you might get moppedI'm a pimpAnd hoes ain't shit without 'emI used to fuck 'emAnd forget about 'emNow they bring me back major skrillaSo I can stack 'til I feelI could change for the goodAs for now I never wouldShe's minePlus she's blind to the fact that I'm The JackaMister Kaliko packerI had toFloss to be the bossYou just a black girl lostBut she ain't in my game planIn some chalk[Chorus: The Jacka]It's The JackaMister Kaliko packerI got theThe major slice in a AcuraImagine being brokeNo clothes, no showGonna get highBut can't fade on the roadFuck thatI'd rather be the young sav on the trackSellin' dope and pimpin' hoes'Cause I'm the mack (I'm the mack)[Verse 2: The Jacka]My momma raised me like a mackSo I stuck with itTight you wanna remain with yo' MrsThen keep them bitches out my sightI was never no joke on these hoesNigga from the startI learned to break a ho pocketsTo break that young girl's heartEvil whispers in my headTellin' me don't stop 'til I'm ballin'She come back short with no cashI'll beat that ass 'til she crawlin'Pimp onBut don't limitYourself to pimpin'Scandalous womenYoungsta there's other waysIn this game that'll get you paidSo I let the whispers guide mePut the past behind me'Cause the cash is blindin' meFuck being brokeI got my town by the throatCoughing up major doughBut it wasn't enoughBeacuse the bomb I smokeAnd the fluff I snortTurned me into a killerFor the skrillaWon't stop even if I got ten millionDollars, Nine million acresPlus a casino in VegasI'm 'bout the faces on the tableThat's keeping me in this shitAnd it's realMaybe if they kill another presidentThey'll make a three dollar billMust be the skrill[Chorus: The Jacka]It's The JackaMister Kaliko packerI got theThe major slice in a AcuraImagine being brokeNo clothes, no showGonna get highBut can't fade on the roadFuck thatI'd rather be the young sav on the trackSellin' dope and pimpin' hoes'Cause I'm the mack (I'm the mack)[Verse 3: The Jacka]I had a problem with meeting hoesWho try to get over on meThinkin' just because I [?]Then we finna kick 'em downOh not me, not one-OI break a bitch downWith a blow to the nose'Cause I'm a savage on hoesOne night we was at Jeffrey'sParking lot pimpingAnd a fine ho was yelling like a winoWas coming at me like I'm a sucka'She must of thought that I was a bustaComing out the clubSo I slugged her in her mug"What's up blood"A nigga yelled hella loudFrom out the crowd (West up)Like he was finna put in work for the skirtI'm raisin' up my shirtHe told me hollow tips hurtSo back up jerkCuz you don't want meUni M-A-CMan you don't want me[Chorus: The Jacka]It's The JackaMister Kaliko packerI got theThe major slice in a AcuraImagine being brokeNo clothes, no showGonna get highBut can't fade on the roadFuck thatI'd rather be the young sav on the trackSellin' dope and pimpin' hoes'Cause I'm the mack (I'm the mack)[Outro: The Jacka]'Cause I'm the mackYou knowI'm the motherfucking mackHow many real macks you know, niggaAsk yourself that questionAnd I bet you only know oneCheck it outMy nigga Rob Low on this tight ass beatI don't give a fuck what nobody sayCan't nobody fuck with itI only know one real mackI gotta say wussup to my nigga O FederaliMy nigga S.L.OMy nigga Young UzMy niggas from the L.O.BMy nigga BishopWhat's goin' down
