2 Mazza Lyrics – Smiley, Drake

Read the full 2 Mazza lyrics by Smiley and Drake along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song.

[Intro: Drake]
Don’t say a word, brother
Yeah
Don’t say a word
Yeah, ayy

[Verse 1: Drake & Smiley]
I remember pushing DT with the mandem, whipping two Mazdas (Double M)
Grocery shopping at Royal York Plaza
Me and lil’ Sandra was broke on the Gaza
First floor room at the airport, Ramada, I’m tryna make the most out of nada (Nothing)
Now shorty see me and say, “Oh my God, it’s Mr. 2 Mazza” (OG)
[Chorus: Drake, Smiley & Both]
I’m with Smiggalino, I’m with Smiggalachi, Mr. Don’t Mix The Gucci And Prada (I don’t)
Me, I’m the 6 God, Bob is a bulldog, both could have been at Gonzaga, n!gga
Some nights I wanna cut ’cause the city’s been hot like lava (Fire)
Yeah, lil’ Waterloo road trip, shorty see me and said, “Oh s*it, girl, that’s Mr. 2 Mazza”
And they calling me that ’cause the watch too mazza (Maz’)
Yeah, yeah and they calling me that ’cause the spot’s too mazza (Mod’)
Yeah, every other ting is a runway model (Model)
Astral could make one lap in here, come back with ten Em Ratas (Woo)

[Verse 2: Drake & Smiley]
I’m in Barrie, Muskoka and Brampton, fu*k Hollywood and the Hamptons (Fu*k)
I’m in a Bridle path mansion (Path), Ferris Rafauli expansion (Yes)
Yeah, Mr. 2 Mazza, my Hamilton girl look like Scarlett Johansson (Peace)
Just with a way bigger bamski and this is the anthem

[Verse 3: Smiley]
Yeah, Mr. 2 Mazza, Mr. 2 Mazza, Mr. 2 Mazza (Maz’)
And they calling me that ’cause the chain and my grills is looking too mazza (Diamond touch)
Lil’ garden girl straight from the hood, she got a lil’ condo at ‘Sauga (Monroe)
Lil’ Montreal trips with the gang, we had to rent a lil’ Mazda
Geo-Georgia Montizi is mazza, yeah, the disclosure had sticks and a Masi’ (Patek)
They sleeping on Smiggs like a Xanny (Sleep), the switch in the back came handy (Grrt)
This kick iron stick like Jackie (Kick), I hate to argue with catties (Hate it)

She mazza, mazza like sassy, these diamonds keep fighting, attack me
Security know better to pat me (Fu*k you), my opps know better to at me (Fu*k you)
It’s grim, it’s grey, it’s ashy (Ash), look how mazza her batty (Maz’)
They gotta free up my doggy (Free baby), they raided my crib and they got me (Got)
My Houston lil’ b!tch every week at Johnny’s, n!gga (Johnny’s)
I’m still wearing Prada, n!gga (Prada), I still eat McDonald’s with you, yeah
I’m still drinking bottles with you (Yes), I still leave the glizzies at ya house
Used to trap with bugs in the couch, used to hide some of my drügs for drought
They still tried to diss us for clout (Why?), I’m tired of giving n!ggas help, n!gga

[Chorus: Drake, Smiley & Both]
I’m with Smiggalino, I’m with Smiggalachi (Smiggs), Mr. Don’t Mix The Gucci And Prada (I don’t)
Me, I’m the 6 God, Bob is a bulldog, both could have been at Gonzaga, n!gga
Some nights I wanna cut ’cause the city’s been hot like lava (Run)
Yeah, lil’ Waterloo road trip, shorty see me and said, “Oh s*it, girl, that’s Mr. 2 Mazza”, yeah
And they calling me that ’cause the watch too mazza (Maz’)
Yeah, yeah and they calling me that ’cause the spot’s too mazza (Mod’)
Yeah, every other ting is a runway model (Model)
Astral could make one lap in here, come back with ten Em Ratas (Woo)