Da U.S. Open

[Mac Dre talking]

Da U.S. Open [uh, hello, uh]

Let the games begin [hello, uh, hello]

[Mac Dre]

You white around the mouth

Your lips need car-mex

I'm steady jumpin' out more whips than Car Max

I'm rock star stooey wit the Louie guitar strap

Get weeded not conceded

Give a groupie a call back

I'm all that and a bag a chips dude

Got fists dude

Beat downs get issued

I'm rich dude

TV's and errythang

Diamond's shinin', danglin' from my heavy chain

Very plain, and I come dumb wit it

Your soft, hand it off, let a real nigga run wit it

I'm dumb fitted, shitted, P-O-L-O

Your chick's a flirt

She always tell me "hello"

She shake it like jello to see if I'm a look

She off the hook

And potna I'm a crook

I take your bitch if I want her

Cuss up on her

Bust nuts on her

[Chorus: Mac Dre]

Handcuff your bitch (handcuff the bitch)

If you really love her (if you really love her)

Handcuff your bitch (handcuff the bitch)

If you really love her (if you really love her)

Handcuff your bitch (handcuff the bitch)

If you really love her (if you really love her)

Handcuff your bitch

Handcuff your bitch

Handcuff your bitch

If you love your bitch

[Mac Mall]

Shackles on the ankle of a fast ho, let her go

Baby boo boo fan of Macenroe at every show

Chasey want an autograph

I gave her dick to the throat

Signed it on her grill

"MAC THE MOST" in capitals

Internationally known

Crestside home grown

Game fed, hard head

Three C's, stoned dome

Let the games begin

Let the mackin' commence

Thizz is in the tilt

And we all ignorant

But later for you hater

Y'all make a good payer

Yo bitch is old news

I get it back when I had the gator

But now it's me and Macassi

Servin' it up savagely

Mac Magician specializin'

Keepin' hoes vanishin' POOF!

[Chorus]