[Mackey]
There are times when you get suckered in
By drugs, and alcohol, and sex with women (mmmkay)
But it's when you do these things too much
That you've become an addict, and must get back in touch...
(Mmmkay)[uhh](mmmkay)[uhh](mmmkay)[c'mon][Nappy]
[Yo!]
(Mmmkay)
Alcohol, drugs, sex, you've become an addict (too much)
Alcohol, drugs, sex, sex (too much)
Alcohol, drugs, sex, you've become an addict
Alcohol, drugs, sex, sex (too much)
He wore the finest stuff, platinum chains with diamond cuts
Hawaiian slush, combined with wine and coconuts
Pushed a 'Lac, gator shoes, Armani suits, shot hoops
Plenty hoes, plenty loot, a major nigga, a paid nigga
Kept some red Jarans, plus a big Benz, plus a Lex jeep
Plus the best freaks, plus he jet ski, in Texas
Flash the big cheddar, Wu-Leather, new cheddar, Gucci sweater
Spillin' Amaretto on a black Beretta
For the fools who change like blue weather
His tailor-made Armani suits, played with Tommy boots
Pushed more Hummers than army troops, word to my man Dukes
Look at him Versace'd down, more kids than Bobby Brown
Had a private jet, planned the odds he bet, two keys inside his vest
I keep the gold chain, and a cold dame
We drove a fast car in a slow lane
From the caviar to the white cocaine flick it all in the dope game
Snort coke, push dope, down to cut a nigga throat
Spent half of his summer cruisin' on a love boat
(Mmmkay)
[Chorus 1]
[Mmmkay]{anyway}[mmm-hmm]{for real?}
[Is that right?]{feel that}[Go'n ahead balla]{do ya thang}
[Mmmkay]{anyway}[mmm-hmm]{really?}
[Is that right?]{feel that}[Go ahead playa]{do yo thang}
Spring break, Virginia Beach, had a pair of gold skis
Mo' money than Playboy
Nigga bleed!
He was living lavish, drinking cash with player status, not the fattest
Chick the baddest, used to ball with Gladys Knight
This was just your average night
My dude spend a G a week just to see a freak
Strip down to her bare essentials in the Presidential Suite
His men too weak
New York Undercover shot his brother, in a shootout
He had to move out, and drop his mother in a new house
He had nothin' to go home to, defeat was on the menu
A two time loser (ohh man), deja vu
Fell in debt with Johnny Mafia, and let the gun play
He sold his Ultima, leased a Hyundai, pushin' out his mom's place
Get caught for child support, poppin' corks was more important
Bench warrant, undercover informant, three years upstate, tough breaks
Droppin' names, poppin' veins, gettin' high off his own supply
Still movin' weight, steady losin' weight
On the grind with his life on the line
[Chorus 1]
Alcohol, drugs, sex, you've become an addict(too much)
Alcohol, drugs, sex, sex(too much) Mmmkay?
Alcohol, drugs, sex, you've become an addict
Alcohol, drugs, sex, sex(too much) Mmmkay?
Look, him and his boys got duct taped
For hangin' out at Suge's place
See all my niggas, they took chase
When they heard little Daddy push weight
It was a robbery, snatch his platinum Cuban link and his Wallabies
Another street casualty that was written and promised in the prophecy
They stole his watches and rings while they shot up his veins, god bless
He had no vest but he felt no pain from the holes in his chest
Heartbeat weaker now, stones in his reefer now
Lungs overflooded with blood, he 'bout to drown
Nose white, laughing, ambulance lights flashing
Soon he'll leave, but for now give him some room to breathe
Doctor called the family in, enemies, and next of kin
One foot in the grave, and his soul in the wind
From ashes to dirt, one closed casket, two limousines and a hearse
Photographic pictures of the bastard
With "Rest In Peace" on his shirt
Cause at the wake some niggas came over, jumpin' out a Range Rover
Put the gat to his head, and told him "game's over"
[Mmmkay]{anyway}[mmm-hmm]{for real?}
[Is that right?]{feel that}[Go'n ahead balla]{do ya thang}
[Mmmkay]{anyway}[mmm-hmm]{oh really?}
[Is that right?]{feel that}[Go ahead playa]{do ya thank?}
