Mac Miller - Loud Lyrics:
Ladies and gentleman
This is Macadelic
Mother F**ker
[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 f**k and she just need tuition
Why you tryna stunt, you need to play your own position
Never gave a f**k 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
[Bridge]
Yeah people lie, numbers won’t
Keep me high, drugs is close
Growing up, po` a cup
Watch the world go up in smoke
[Hook]
I like my music real loud (real loud)
Can you turn that s**t 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 s**t up for me right now (right now)
Here she comes, there she go, never chasing after hoes
If you didn`t, now you know, never keep your pockets low
[Mac Miller: Verse 2]
I’ma get that Grammy soon, f**k your magazine
Jordan gonna hear me shoot, still f**k 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 f**k the female faculty
I’m a crazy little f**ker, think my head done ran away
I experiment with drugs but I won’t ever f**k with yay
I just made a million dollars still I think I’m underpaid
F**k with me? Kid no way
When you meet me, bitches stand up straight
Pump out reps, yeah I got reps
Tryna talk s**t what you think about that?
For the pesos, getting bank rolls, I’ma lay low chill, til I let that stack

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