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Ladies and gentleman |
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This is Macadelic |
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Mother ******[Mac Miller: Verse 1] |
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Ugh I got codeine in my cup, you can bet your ass |
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I'm sippin' |
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Groupies fall in love, |
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I’m like ************ you must be trippin’ |
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I’m just tryna ****** and she just need tuition |
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Why you tryna stunt, you need to play your own position |
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Never gave a ****** and nothing 'bout me changed |
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Still roll up them blunts, got diamonds in my chain |
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Yeah you heard me |
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I got diamonds in my chain |
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But it don’t make a difference if you cryin’ in the rain |
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Two hundred shows, |
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I’ma kill more |
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I just sold out that |
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FillmoreGot a million, make a mil more |
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Play a number one spot on the billboard[Bridge] |
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Yeah people lie, numbers won’t |
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Keep me high, drugs is close |
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Growing up, po' a cup |
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Watch the world go up in smoke[Hook] |
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I like my music real loud (real loud) |
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Can you turn that ************t up for me right now (right now) |
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Here it come, there it go, ask your homies, ask your hoes |
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If you didn’t, now you know, never keep your pockets low |
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I like my music real loud (real loud) |
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Can you turn that ************t up for me right now (right now) |
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Here she comes, there she go, never chasing after hoes |
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If you didn't, now you know, never keep your pockets low[Mac Miller: Verse 2] |
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I’ma get that |
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Grammy soon, ****** your magazine |
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Jordan gonna hear me shoot, still ****** your magazine |
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Hammer team, in that pack with me |
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Hear that |
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Jerm beat banging, with a glass of lean |
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When I went to every high school class would be |
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Tryna ****** the female faculty |
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I’m a crazy little ******, think my head done ran away |
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I experiment with drugs but |
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I won’t ever ****** with yay |
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I just made a million dollars still |
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I think I’m underpaid |
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****** with me? |
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Kid no way |
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When you meet me, ************ stand up straight |
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Pump out reps, yeah |
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I got reps |
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Tryna talk ************t what you think about that? |
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For the pesos, getting bank rolls, |
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I’ma lay low chill, til |
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I let that stack |