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Casey mac's

(What's up Paul)

I left work smelling like scallops (Scallops)
Hit Mike V for the trees (I got it)
T9 text hear the beat (My pocket)
Cody Russo's giving me (Five dollars)
Extra mark fake ID (My wallet)
Split an eighteen pack with me (Nine bottles)
Casey Mac's down at Wells beach (Iconic)
That was my congregation 'fore my occupation
But back when Carson Daly downtown countdown show was crazy
My dirty deeds done dirt cheap when the grass was purple
Way after curfew chasing ass and purfume
Thought my future was Kamasutra
And comic cons more kamikaze
This adulthood hot like Abu Dhabi
Can't take it off, can't make it stop
See I never met the Dalai Lama
But I met forty thieves word to alibaba
Keep me warm from the storm nostalgia
Tryna ollie park bench, chasing Dolly Partons
Getting camel cartons down at cumbys martins
Traded our innocence for dollars
Traded our women friends for daughters
Traded in Eminem for Kendrick
See it was bikes before likes fake internet friendship
The whole world was open and now
This was my corridor I'm holding it down
And if we're rolling around
My memories are golden and brown
I got a story for every road in this town
It was all so simple then
Hit the beach, smoke a woods in the whip with friends
Went to court for the grass like Wimbledon
Then me and Cam grew to be men, but back then down at

Casey Mac's
Drove so fast my mom would have a heart attack
Almost hit a tourist on Atlantic Ave
I heard some Lloyd Banks that really takes me back
It really takes me back

Summer '03 lived across the street
When any care in the world seemed obsolete
Wells beach, late night smoke lots of weed
And if we saw a couple bike cops we'd flee
We would party 'till my mom would go nuts
Blondes with no butts, Congdon's doughnuts
Looking back those were the wonder days
And the funnest way to drink's when you're underage, hey
Bring it back c'mon and take my hand
Wells, Maine [?] a vacation land
Casey Mac, this song goes out to ya
And all the cyphers in Spose's Altima
Car full we would bump to beats
To Ogunquit beach with a bunch of peeps
More than once a week, swim trunks on me
Nike dunks on feet, it was something sweet, yo
'Bout time that we made this song
But it's hard to admit that those days are gone
We would sit up in the office and blaze the bong
And our feet stayed sandy like Casey's mom
It was all so simple then
Couldn't see life like limo tint
And the only thing I cared about was my friends
And me and Spose grew to be men down at

Casey Mac's
Drove so fast my mom would have a heart attack
Almost hit a tourist on Atlantic Ave
I heard some Lloyd Banks that really takes me back
It really takes me back

Man, back when Pete Mac's was Casey Mac's
I'll round this up, before we ever started chilling at Mike Lidel's
We were all down at Casey Mac's
Me and Cam made our first song around that time it was called Mike cancer
IT wasn't good
But we were down at

Casey Mac's
Drove so fast my mom would have a heart attack
Almost hit a tourist on Atlantic Ave
I heard some Lloyd Banks that really takes me back
It really takes me back