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I gots to have it

(«Ah, ya don’t stop; to the beat y’all, uh, ya don’t stop»)

I gots 2 have it

(«Ah, ya don’t stop; to the beat y’all, uh, ya don’t stop»)

I gots ta have it

(«Ah, ya don’t stop; to the beat y’all, uh, ya don’t stop»)

I gotsta have it

(«Ah, ya don’t stop; to the beat y’all, uh, ya don’t stop»)

I gots to keep them trippin', the way that Mall be flippin' the style

Suckaz still be bitchin', player haters living foul

Hot ‘cause I’m a youngsta, strapped with the gift to gab

Some be gettin' mad ‘cause I got the gift they never had

Leaving the fools stuck, sittin' there with no word

Drama stays on perv, but still sendin' ‘em to the curb

Mall from the Crestside, V-A-double L-E-J-O

Cuddies comin' up making mail (Alright)

But still I see the suckaz behind this thing lurkin'

For intruders, curtain, especially when I’m perkin'

Didn’t think I had it in me the way the youngsta switch it up

Cee’s got the cut, and keepin' the suckaz mouth shut

Call the paramedics, emergency is where you’re headed

Didn’t even expect it, the way that Mall get crazy hectic

Ain’t too complicated, kept it simple and plain

Respect in this rap game, mayne

And you know I gots to have it

(«Ah, ya don’t stop; to the beat y’all, uh, ya don’t stop»)

I gots 2 have it

(«Ah, ya don’t stop; to the beat y’all, uh, ya don’t stop»)

I gots to have it

(«Ah, ya don’t stop; to the beat y’all, uh, ya don’t stop»)

I gots to have it

(«Ah, ya don’t stop; to the beat y’all, uh, ya don’t stop»)

(«Ah, ya don’t stop; to the beat y’all, uh, ya don’t stop»)

(«Ah, ya don’t stop; to the beat y’all, uh, ya don’t stop»)

(Check it out…)

I gotta have it, money in my pocket keeps me rollin' cool

A vet on triple gold ones, house, and a crazy pool

California Livin', potna, everything’s kosher

20's don’t get this then the 100's gon' hold ya

Players on the avenue out for crazy cash

Mail straight legal, fool, so trick a task

And in the system, you gots to be a P-I-M-P

‘Cause that’s the only way to get P-A-I-D

Had to keep my mail fat, fools don’t even like that

Muggin' every time they see me striking on the track

Why is they trippin' off a ruthless rap youngsta?

Dope with the gift to gab, game like a hustler

You gots to have mail in '93 and that’s the realest

No matter how you’re livin', you know you got to feel this

You gots to get paid in this day and age

Because you can’t flip a Benz under minimum wage

I gots to have it

(«Ah, ya don’t stop; to the beat y’all, uh, ya don’t stop»)

I gots 2 have it

(«Ah, ya don’t stop; to the beat y’all, uh, ya don’t stop»)

I gots to have it

(«Ah, ya don’t stop; to the beat y’all, uh, ya don’t stop»)

I gots ta have it

(«Ah, ya don’t stop; to the beat y’all, uh, ya don’t stop»)

(«Ah, ya don’t stop; to the beat y’all, uh, ya don’t stop»)

Getting up on the microphone, so trip as I spit

I’m making the crowd flip ‘cause I’m sick with the hits

Yeah, though; I’m sliding like the floor show

When suckers playa hate but need to get up on this flow, you know

I’m just a young player going crazy for the cash

Zappin' for the radio, it’s strictly for the ave

I’m tired of seeing suckers tryna get with my PG

They don’t wanna see me ‘cause the style comes easy

Now you gon' compete against the dopest youngster on the street?

Tricks be in too deep, didn’t know I play for keeps

As I creep to the mic, it’s like I’m serving the crowd double up

Sometimes I spit the ruthless rhyme that’s known to start the trouble up

I’m coming up so back up off me, I’m on another level

I never zap the rock but still I pack the heavy metal

So catch me later, player, sideways in the traffic

Back to the town, cuddie, you know I gots to have it

Well, alright

That’s Mac Mall

Khayree got that funk goin' for y’all

So check it out

I gots to have it

(«Ah, ya don’t stop; to the beat y’all, uh, ya don’t stop»)

I gots 2 have it

(«Ah, ya don’t stop; to the beat y’all, uh, ya don’t stop»)

I gots ta have it

(«Ah, ya don’t stop; to the beat y’all, uh, ya don’t stop»)

I gotsta have it

(«Ah, ya don’t stop; to the beat y’all, uh, ya don’t stop»)

I gots to have it

Well alright, comin' at you in 3D

Tryna be knee deep, with that funk

No samplin' though—you know we don’t do that, hoe

So, uh, since we only got a few minutes left

We wanna take a minute out to mess with your dome

So let the indo be on—the Erk & Jerk is doin' work

We got it goin' on

Is there money in your pocket? Hey, let the people know, uh

We gots to have it, that’s right

What’s my name? Don’t worry about that

Just go buy the record, fool

Yeah, Mac Mall’s the name

Well looka here, we came at you in 3D with that funk, and uh

We finna get up outta here the same kinda way we came in

You understand me? Diznope for the biznank, yeah

So, uh, until we meet again, I hope you gets what you gots to have

‘Cause I gots to have it (You too?)

Yeah, man, being broke in the ‘90s ain’t the thing

I gots to have it—well alright

Mac Mall—I gots to have it