Pharrell Williams - Glow lyrics

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Pharrell Williams - Glow lyrics

[Produced by Pharrell] [Intro: Pharrell] You see that glow that high gloss That high gloss, that high gloss You see that glow, that high gloss That high gloss, that high gloss Here we go… [Verse 1: Mac Miller] I f** around with them playmates, twenty thousand my day rate Eating seven course meals now, people say that I gained weight All you rappers you ain't safe, more money, same face Been the sh**, still the sh**, just double up, exchange rate Guess who just grown up now? dockin' up, sit the f** down Had to speak to P, said I need a beat To show these clowns I don't f** around Asking me about money, wonder what's my net worth People try to come sue me, but I call up J.G. Wentworth Yeah I glow, they don't, I suppose that I'm dope Spend 10 racks on my coat f** a whip just bought me a boat My flow is gross, be bread, get it I was toast Without one, you reaching, you ain't' close, get it, no [Hook] Oh you ain't know? (oh you ain't know?) Since I was born (since I was born) My mind was gone (my mind was gone) Know I was poor Don't mind any b**h I just go (I just go) And my wrist was cold (wrist was cold) My world was snow (my world was snow) What I need light fo' Girl I'm bright as a b**h, I just glow I'm so special (I'm so special) I'm so special (I'm so special) I'm so special (I'm so special) Girl I'm white as a b**h I just glow I'm so special (I'm so special) I'm so special (I'm so special) I'm so special (I'm so special) Girl I'm white as a b**h I just glow [Verse 2: Mac Miller] I rap a lot, rap a lot, don't be afraid it's just after-shock Yeah jam like when Shaq grab the rock I'm goin' in like a Magic shot Know I rap sweet like apricots Shut the f** up you don't have to talk I'ma lay back with my a** on top Got the game on masterlock muthaf**er You don't see cash a lot, b**h stop acting like you bad you not Put my dick in her a** twice, she look back like that's the spot Call me, I'm counting money, play around with money Y'all ain't sh** without ya money Life ain't all about the money Well it kinda is if you out of money Mac Millions that's the name Most dope, that's the game Drunk b**h so glad you came Saw her taking off her clothes, tryin' have a train Hoes love us, tryna f** us with no rubbers f** that, we f** each other, on tour we make her f** the runner Motherf**er, just the sh** you need You ain't f** around my team Cause we living all of your dreams Here to k** your self-esteem And my flow is pyro Smokin til my eyes close Middle finger up high though End this song on a high note [Hook] I be eating that pink slime b**h, that pink slime Motherf**errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

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