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Mac Miller

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(intro)
Another 7 am session with mac, high as a motherf-cker man
Edward eg just walked in, waddup baller!
Mac miller in the building!
Lemme tell you this story though real quick, about this ho
Excuse me ma, about this chick
This how it went down tho

(verse 1 : cam'ron)
Baby says she sick of me, sick of me, you kidding me?
F-ck the f-ckery, you comfort me, you diggin me?
Not scooby doo, boo-boo, no mystery
Not school, but i tell you the history
Wanted me to wife her, i just want to pipe her
Only gave her cab fare, i wouldve white-nikd her
Baby wont quit tho, she a fighter
Im like god damn, it was just a one-nighter
Dont know what i said to her
But now, the girl im deadin her
Caught the vapors, schwarzenegger never seen this predator
Venus a competitor, my cream and my cheddar-ar
See more tennis than venus, serena and federer
? lamborghini, man etc
If life feels like a movie, ill truly be your editor
Cam did it, your man live it, i ran with it
2 thousand dollar sweater ?

(hook)
I tell em oh yeah, motherf-cker, oh yeah
Im getting money with my homies, yeah you know im gonna share
Might get hard, i dont care, i aint goin nowhere, i aint scared
I got my peoples and they iller than yours is
So can you dig that? can you dig that?
So can you dig that? can you dig that?

(verse 2 : mac miller)
I must admit it, im just iller than most
This business, i get up in it, like im pimpin these hoes
All these that you people love, go and give em a toast
Because if they aint here tomorrow you gon miss em the most
Now im living pretty good, yeah some would say phenomenal
All about my net like its a goalie in a soccer goal
Accomplished the impossible, my dreams they seemed illogical
They aint about that essay paper, imma tell em adios
? motherf-cker, shouts to vado too
Shmutty hoes been told me that they love me, that aint nothin new
Yeah thats nice you know my twitter, no i aint gone follow you
You prostitute, dirty b!tch, ill throw you down the laundry shoot
Like bada bing, bada boom, diamond rings, designer shoes
Finer things i like to do, london, france, and china too
I got a crib that got a view, above my yard that got a pool
Probably tryna find me shit, too bad, i tell em

(hook)
I tell em oh yeah, motherf-cker, oh yeah
Im getting money with my homies, yeah you know im gonna share
Might get hard, i dont care, i aint goin nowhere, i aint scared
I got my peoples and they iller than yours is
So can you dig that? can you dig that?
So can you dig that? can you dig that?

Cam told me to tell you that you a b!tch, and you ugly
Thats what cam told me to tell you

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