Mac Miller - Loud lyrics

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Mac Miller - Loud lyrics

Ladies and gentlemen This is Macadelic Motherf**er Ugh I got codeine in my cup, you can bet your a** I'm sippin' Groupies fall in love, I'm like b**h you must be trippin' I'm just tryna f** and she just need tuition Why you tryna stunt, you need to play your own position Never gave a f** 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'm a k** more I just sold out that Fillmore Got a million, make a mil more Play a number one spot on the billboard Yeah people lie, numbers won't Keep me high, d** is close Roll one up, pour a cup Watch the world go up in smoke I like my music real loud (real loud) Can you turn that sh** 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 sh** 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 I'ma get that Grammy soon, f** your magazine Jordan gonna hand me shoes, still f** your magazine Hammer team, in that pack with me Hear that Jerm beat banging, with a gla** of lean When I went to every high school cla** would be Tryna f** the female faculty I'm a crazy little f**er, think my head done ran away I experiment with d** but I won't ever f** with yay I just made a million dollars still I think I'm underpaid f** with me? Kid no way When you meet me, b**hes stand up straight Pump out reps, yeah I got reps Tryna talk sh** what you think about that? For the pesos, getting bank rolls, I'm a lay low chill, til I let that stack Yeah people lie, numbers won't Keep me high, d** is close Roll one up, pour a cup Watch the world go up in smoke I like my music real loud (real loud) Can you turn that sh** 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 sh** 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

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