100s - Life Of A Mack (Traduction Française) lyrics

[Intro]
In the life of a mack
In the life of a mack

[Verse 1]
(I) swear a b*tch will always want some more
Take a p*ss, wash my di*k, then I'm out the f*ckin' 'do
Stiff one, arm hug, nothin' mushy
Gotta jet, di*k still smellin' like pus*y
Speed it up, speed it up, speed it up
Now I'm lookin' through my n*gga's nest tryna find a cigarette
Breakfast date with Nicolette, but she gotta hold because a n*gga blew his last one; I gotta cop and pack some
It took a Two-Egger to mack that b*tch
n*gga, watch and observe my mack antics
She ain't—she ain't never seen nothin' like this
Two braids; West Coast; straight bumpin' like this
It was almost 2, I had to go anyway
But before I left there was somethin' I had to say
"Ya daddy rich, huh ? Tell 'em that you mess with me
Tell 'em that I'm next up, he needa come invest in me"

[Hook 1]
Straight makin' that money, straight makin' that money
Young playas gettin' raised out here
And all the chicken-head b*tches wanna braid my hair
Straight takin' that money, straight takin' that money
It's all good, no sweat off my back
Cause it's just another day in the life of a mack
[Verse 2]
It's almost 3, and I had her waitin' for nothin'
So now she cryin' and fussin', she think I'm f*ckin' her cousin
I say, "Hold up, can you prove that ? b*tch, are you sure ? The last time I saw that b*tch was back in 2004."
She was bad, you can blame it on it, sh*t
Since back when... "Freak-A-Leek" was on the radio and sh*t
If I remember correctly
Don't ever sweat me
Don't think I won't turn yo broken heart into confettis
Around 6, got a call from an unknown
Must'a been some ancient b*tches playin' up on my phone
Hit the store and got a bottle of rum
They gave it to me cause they knew me; motherf*cker, I ain't 21
Had to kill it; feelin' made right now
Then went on a drunk mission to my main b*tch' house
Got some pus*y then I passed out
Woke up and hit (it) again cause she was sleepy with her ass out

[Hook 2]
Straight makin' that money, straight makin' that money
Young playas gettin' raised out here
And all the chicken-head b*tches wanna braid my hair
Straight takin' that money, straight takin' that money
It's all good, no sweat off my back
Cause it's just another day in the life of a mack