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Ladies and gentleman
This is Macadelic
Motherfucker

[Mac Miller: Verse 1]
Ugh I got codeine in my cup
You can bet your ass I'm sippin'
Groupies fall in love
I'm like bitch you must be trippin'
I'm just tryna fuck
And she just need tuition
Why you tryna stunt
You need to play your own position
Never gave a fuck
And nothing 'bout me changed
Still roll up them blunts
Got diamonds in my chain
Yeah you heard me
I got diamonds in my chain
But it don't make a difference
If you cryin' in the rain
Two hundred shows, I'ma kill more
I just sold out that Fillmore
Got a million, make a mil more
Play a number one spot on the Billboard

[Mac Miller: Refrain]
Yea people lie, numbers won't
Keep me high, drugs is close
Growing up, po' a cup
Watch the world go up in smoke

I like my music real loud (real loud)
Can you turn that shit up for me right now (right now)
Here it come, there it go
Ask your homies, ask your hoes
If you didn't, now you know
Never keep your pockets low

I like my music real loud (real loud)
Can you turn that shit up for me right now (right now)
Here she come, there she go
Never chasing after hoes
If you did, now you know
Never keep your pockets low

[Mac Miller: Verse 2]
I'ma get that Grammy soon
Fuck your magazine
Jordan gonna hear me shoot
Still fuck your magazine
Hammer team, in that pack with me
Hear that Jerm beat banging
With a glass of lean
When I went to every high school class would be
Tryna fuck the female faculty
I'm a crazy little fucker
Good thing my head don't run away
I experiment with drugs
But I won't ever fuck with yay
I just made a million dollars
Still I think I'm underpaid
Fuck with me? Kid no way
When you meet me
Bitches stand up straight
Pump out reps, yeah I got reps
Tryna talk shit what you think about that?
For the pesos, getting bank rolls
I'ma lay low chill, til I let that stack

[Mac Miller: Refrain]
Yea people lie, numbers won't
Keep me high, drugs is close
Growing up, po' a cup
Watch the world go up in smoke

I like my music real loud (real loud)
Can you turn that shit up for me right now (right now)
Here it come, there it go
Ask your homies, ask your hoes
If you didn't, now you know
Never keep your pockets low

I like my music real loud (real loud)
Can you turn that shit up for me right now (right now)
Here she come, there she go
Never chasing after hoes
If you did, now you know
Never keep your pockets low


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