Mac Miller - Get It In The Floor lyrics

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Mac Miller - Get It In The Floor lyrics

Y'all ain't doin' jack sh**, just a buncha has beens what the f** happened? why'd you stop rappin? Huh? I'm the future, tryna ball like a hoopa attack a beat like a cougar, rouga(?) who that dude that wanna come and talk sh** i'm so fly, high up in my co*k pit the tapes comin' boy wait until I drop it it's some hot sh** i know you goin cop it it's like tha carter 3 mixed wit da chronic (cla**ic) plus some big L and nas hits i tell em watch this, and start spittin out rockets light a beat up like some fiber optics pause.. you aint seen this yet kid ressurectin this dmx diff on tracks i be doin them bmx flips s** chicks and move on up to the next b**h big like texas don't mess wit tha freshest yeah i spin electric my set is the bestest in the PA, country, continent, the world cryin lil b**hes i aint startin wit u girls It's Mac (it's Mac) It's Mac jump back dumb raps sh** my lungs is black uhh yeah its mac, say it again chest collapse when you takin it in i'm playin to win spittin it right we just a couple a kids livin the life and im stayin sharp like the end of a knife and ya girl come to me cuz u aint hittin it right haha ay yo thats how it go down, dont even need a hook for this sh** know what im sayin? im just keep on spittin let this camera keep roliln and sh** lesson, if you wanna play wit da kid see dont come bull sh**tin sayin you spit say you, up and comin but just buggin i dont rap for the stacks i rap cuz i rap and mac be the cat wit the haze and the dro games for the doe im the next up to blow stretchin the flows im that all white yeahh and spark mic's like a shark bite you as bright, bout as bright as a car light hahaa and you aint tight you just all right im as nice as a calm night chillin wit some broads bout as raw as a bar fight you can't ignore me any more, the ba** bumpin through tha floor make veterans feel like they aint did it before im a black belt b**h get ya a** kicked my weed bomb you could smell it through the plastic take a whiff, please all ya senses in this rap sh** they call me God's apprentice cuzz they say the kid got the hardest sentence feelin like a pitch from Roger Clemens. thats how it go down you know how it is all day mac miller, easy mac the juke box. play any beat muhh f**er, imma murder it career criminal serial k**er.

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