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Description
Drums, Percussion: Gary Hoppy Hodges
Bass: Jerry Scheff
Drums: Jim Keltner
Percussion: Jorge Calderon
Engineer, Producer: Keith Olsen
Executive Producer: Lee Lasseff
Bass, Guitar, Percussion, Vocals: Lindsey Buckingham
Bass: Mark Tulin
Synthesizer: Monty Stark
Keyboards: Peggy Sandvig
Assistant Engineer: Richard Dashut
Strings Arranger: Richard Halligan
Drums: Ronnie Tutt
Vocals: Stevie Nicks
Guitar: Waddy Wachtel
Composer, Writer: Stevie Nicks
Lyrics and translation
Original
(Thanks for the gift, E)
It's a great day, I made a hunnid racks
I just checked my bank account and did jumpin' jacks (jumpin' jacks)
This nigga C just called me with some fuckin' Act (fuckin' Act)
I can't listen to your rap 'cause it's a bunch of cap
I'm in an Escalade V, this bitch a crybaby
I'm goin' Louis head to toe, nigga, I'll buy Macy's (I'll buy Macy's)
I told the bitch, "Stand in line," she gon' die waitin'
I did five fish before I went to prison, might go 580 (580)
No, the 680, I need the 'frigerator
I got Louis on, but I might just put on Rick later (Rick later)
First time I shot a gun, I was a sixth grader (grader)
This nigga fucked my bitch, did me a big favor
Me and J just drunk a deuce, might drink a six later
She let me bust her down, 6 a.m. to suck my dick later
They shot him with a K, turned to a big baby
Bust a boat down to all eighth, call me Big Baby (Big Baby)
I'm the Pac-Man (Pac-Man)
If my bitch can't make me happy, bet the Act can (Act can)
I learned some good advice from a crack head (crack head)
If there's a will, it's a way, but I'm not track man
She gave me head in a Urus truck, while the black lit
I grabbed her head too hard, now her track missin'
I stand on business and talk shit, I'm not a rap nigga
I just got some big bones, I'm not a fat nigga (not a fat nigga)
We got four .308s on us, but I'll scrap with you
Knocked his ass out, then drank a pint and took a nap wit' him (nap wit' him)
Don't rap about that shit, you not a crack dealer
And please don't say shit about no drink, you wasn't an Act sipper (Act sipper)
This nigga J just bought another bag of rubber bands
If I can't fuck the bitch, I bet my brother can (brother can)
If bro can't fuck the bitch, I bet my cousin can (my cousin can)
They shot some niggas up, that's what my cousin said
He dropped a four on the fifth floor, feel like Brother Man
He gon' shoot the Glocky dry, he gon' get us out that fuckin' jam
This a Glock with a switch, it might fuckin' jam
I bumped into a female CO, that's how I fucked in jail
They beat him in the neck, nigga tucked his tail
They hit him with a TEC, that's how he fuckin' fell
I got real anthrax, you better not touch the mail
Bring me a body scale, I'm finna bust a bail
It's a great day, I made a hunnid racks
I just checked my bank account and did jumpin' jacks
This nigga C just called me with some fuckin' Act
I can't listen to your rap 'cause it's a bunch of cap
I'm in an Escalade V, this bitch a crybaby
I'm goin' Louis head to toe, nigga, I'll buy Macy's
I told the bitch, "Stand in line," she gon' die waitin'
I did five fish before I went to prison, might go 580 (580)
English translation
(Thanks for the gift, E)
It's a great day, I made a hunnid racks
I just checked my bank account and did jumpin' jacks (jumpin' jacks)
This nigga C just called me with some fuckin' Act (fuckin' Act)
I can't listen to your rap 'cause it's a bunch of cap
I'm in an Escalade V, this bitch a crybaby
I'm goin' Louis head to toe, nigga, I'll buy Macy's (I'll buy Macy's)
I told the bitch, "Stand in line," she gon' die waitin'
I did five fish before I went to prison, might go 580 (580)
No, the 680, I need the 'frigerator
I got Louis on, but I might just put on Rick later (Rick later)
First time I shot a gun, I was a sixth grader (grader)
This nigga fucked my bitch, did me a big favor
Me and J just drunk a deuce, might drink a six later
She let me bust her down, 6 a.m. to suck my dick later
They shot him with a K, turned to a big baby
Bust a boat down to all eighth, call me Big Baby (Big Baby)
I'm the Pac-Man (Pac-Man)
If my bitch can't make me happy, bet the Act can (Act can)
I learned some good advice from a crack head (crack head)
If there's a will, it's a way, but I'm not track man
She gave me head in a Urus truck, while the black lit
I grabbed her head too hard, now her track missin'
I stand on business and talk shit, I'm not a rap nigga
I just got some big bones, I'm not a fat nigga (not a fat nigga)
We got four .308s on us, but I'll scrap with you
Knocked his ass out, then drank a pint and took a nap wit' him (nap wit' him)
Don't rap about that shit, you not a crack dealer
And please don't say shit about no drink, you wasn't an Act sipper (Act sipper)
This nigga J just bought another bag of rubber bands
If I can't fuck the bitch, I bet my brother can (brother can)
If bro can't fuck the bitch, I bet my cousin can (my cousin can)
They shot some niggas up, that's what my cousin said
He dropped a four on the fifth floor, feel like Brother Man
He gon' shoot the Glocky dry, he gon' get us out that fuckin' jam
This a Glock with a switch, it might fuckin' jam
I bumped into a female CO, that's how I fucked in jail
They beat him in the neck, nigga tucked his tail
They hit him with a TEC, that's how he fuckin' fell
I got real anthrax, you better not touch the mail
Bring me a body scale, I'm finna bust a bail
It's a great day, I made a hunnid racks
I just checked my bank account and did jumpin' jacks
This nigga C just called me with some fuckin' Act
I can't listen to your rap 'cause it's a bunch of cap
I'm in an Escalade V, this bitch a crybaby
I'm goin' Louis head to toe, nigga, I'll buy Macy's
I told the bitch, "Stand in line," she gon' die waitin'
I did five fish before I went to prison, might go 580 (580)