Since I was a young buck my mackin was cool
I used to tongue-kiss girls in the back of the
school
And maybe sometime a nigga got mo` than a kiss
I put my finger in some puss that smelled like
piss
And as I reminisce, huh, it`s kinda funny
How I talked little girls out they lunch money
They didn`t run from me, they used to jock young
Dre
Then I stepped up game and got some cock one day
It was a bloody mess and yes, tight as some vice
grips
But I was a little nigga killin some tight shit
Tossed, turned and started fuckin her few friends
Cause she told two friends and they told two
friends
And word got out that young Dre could fuck good
Then I bumped a bitch who could fuck and suck
good
And after that cock was nothin to me
So I flipped the script and stopped fuckin for
free
Every bitch I dicked down, had to kick down
Whoever I tossed up, had to cough up
Young in the game, mayn, but quick to learn
That money makes this world turn
So I peep game, pop that thang
And let fools know how I got that name
Mac Dre, boy