Blue Slide Park (исполнитель: Mac Miller)
Hey, I got these Ray-Ban shades, kinda look like something Lennon would Rock It seems like now I got a couple bags whenever I shop Louie shoes, Polo socks, some name brand dumb [bad word] Logo never make a man, but I'm still blowing thousands on it No clue what I'm calling my album Fans be at my van screaming, calling me [bad word] Never knew the [bad word] be this much cash now Bank account looking like a George Young stash house Young and acting out, the topics that I rap about Be varying from politics to [bad word] pulling asses out That's exactly how I do this as a rapper I'm nuttin' in her mouth you tongue kissing her after Daughters' moms kinda want me neutered But they also want the kid to [bad word] right on their cooter Have the music sounding better then guitar tuners Plus I'm doing shows daily call me John Stewart So who you know that's iller than Mac Miller [bad word] It's like I planted money seeds right underneath the [bad word] tree Now I got a hundred g's so none of ya'll can [bad word] with me Yeah I said it publically [bad word] and tell your mother, [bad word] I [bad word] and tell your mother, [bad word] Verse 2 Hold up Jerm let me spit the second Hey yo I breeze past haters In the E-class quickly And deep did one hundred songs in six weeks [bad word] keeps going on and on We just tryna go bananas like it's Donkey Kong Yeah on my grind, always need to work I be eatin' good, you be eatin' dirt If you talking [bad word] you gonna see me smirk While the DJ be scratching til the needles burst couple screws probably loose in my head Holla 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 racing a bike Who knew that I can turn some style into something so cool Fresh kicks, see me I'm busting the moves [bad word] in soon to a theater near you Creep in your kitchen start eating your food Girls tryna [bad word] I don't be in the mood No time for [bad word] when money's in the room, Oh I switch flows switch rhythm Sick spittin', unlimited ammunition