Marco Polo (Explicit) - Harry Mack
Lyrics by:Harry Hamilton McKenzie/Ian Terry
Composed by:Harry Hamilton McKenzie
Yeah
Uh huh yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I'm comin' through with the **** flow
Go on pop the collar on your polo
Over heads like an airplane I'm the illest flower
Cuttin' rappers down like the mower
Ayy I get loose with the vocals
Ayy go on pop the collar on your polo
Ayy flyin' over heads like airplane
Illest flower I'ma run you over with the mower
Yeah y'all know what I'm about
H-Mack man I'm really 'bout to stay on my route
Hold up they be blind to my rhymes
I'm the rapper that they can't see
Might rock polo you know we livin' fancy
Ayy and y'all know that I'm explorin'
I be rockin' polo I be rockin' Ralph Lauren
Harry Mack I'm all up in it y'all know that I'm prime
All my lines blurred 'cause they so fast
I rock designer
Never that I'm in the black tee
Y'all can see me
When it come to lyrics
I'ma make it look easy
Yes of course I ride the track like a Porsche
Matter fact since it's polo I'ma ride it like a horse
Yeah we goin' in better pay attention
I got all the lyrics that the people 'bout to mention
Hold up y'all know I'm bangin' with the hard flow
They tryna find me in the polo
Yellin' out Marco
Ayy I'm fresh with the vocals
Get to poppin' the collar on your polo
Flyin' over heads like an airplane
I'm the best flower runnin' over rappers like the mower
Ayy comin' through with the **** vocals
Ayy get to poppin' collars on your polo
Flyin' over heads like an airplane
I'm the best flower you gettin' run over like a mower
I be high in the sky chillin' up in heaven
I be high in the sky 747
I be gettin' down killin' plenty crews
Flyin' over heads like an F-22
Yeah and I'm about to put my lyrics on ya
I be stealth like a B-52 bomber
Yeah and y'all know I'ma make it hella fly
Like a plane stewardess I take it to the sky
Hold up I'm stayin' on some fly ****
In the cockpit callin' me the pilot
When I drop the bar they 'bout to enjoy this
Said I'm flyin' the plane I got the joystick
It's for your enjoyment
Yeah I got lyrics in the stash
Got you terrified like a plane that's 'bout to crash
Hold up and every time I'm spittin' the sound
I treat these rappers like planes