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Mac Miller( Malcolm James McCormick )
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Blue Slide Park
Blue Slide Park It's Blue Slide Park, man Uh, it's fuckin' Blue Slide Park
Hey, I got these Ray-Ban shades Kinda look like somethin' Lennon would rock It seems like now I got a couple bags whenever I shop Louie shoes, Polo socks, some name brand dumb shit Logo never make a man but I'm still blowin' thousands on it
No clue what I'm callin' my album Fans be at my van screamin', callin' me Malcolm Never knew the outcome be this much cash now Bank account lookin' like a George Young stash house
Young and actin' out the topics that I rap about Be varyin' from politics to bitches pullin' asses out That's exactly how I do this as a rapper I'm nothin' in her mouth, you tongue kissin' her after
Daughters, moms kinda want me neutered But they also want the kid to cum right on their cooter Have the music soundin' better than guitar tuners Plus I'm doin' shows daily, call me John Stewart
So who you know that's iller than Mac Miller and company? It's like I planted money seeds right underneath the fuckin' tree Now I got a hundred G's so none of y'all can fuck with me Yeah, I said it publicly so run and tell your mother, motherfucker I said run and tell your mother, motherfucker Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
Hold up, Jerm, let me spit the second
Hey, yo, I breeze past haters in the E-class quickly And Deep did a hundred songs in six weeks Shit keeps goin' on and on We just tryin' to go bananas like it's Donkey Kong
Yeah, on my grind, always need to work So I be eatin' good, you be eatin' dirt If you talkin' shit, you gonna see me smirk While the DJ be scratchin' til the needles burst
A couple screws probably loose in my head Holler at my girl, tell her bring that doobie to bed I'm a regular guy within a regular life Except I'm a Lamborghini if it's racin' a bike
Who knew that I can turn, turn sound into somethin' so cool Fresh kicks, see me I'm bustin' the moves Comin' in soon to a theatre near you Creep in your kitchen start eatin' your food
Girls tryin' to fuck, I don't be in the mood No time for pussy when money in the room, oh I switch flows, switch rhythm Sick spittin' unlimited ammunition, hey Blue Slide Park
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