Mac Miller
Blue Slide Park lyrics
- Language
- English
- Level
- Intermediate
- Released
- 2011
- Genre
- Pop
- Length
- 2:30
Blue Slide Park,
It's Blue Slide Park man, uhhh,
Just fuckin' Blue Slide Park
Hey, I got these Ray Ban shades
Kinda look like somethin' Lennon would rock
It seems like now I got a couple bags whenever I shop
Louis shoes, polo socks, some name brand dumb shit
Logo never make a man, but I'm still blowin' thousands on it
No clue what I'm callin' my album
Fans be at my pants, screamin', callin' me Malcolm
Never knew the outcome be this much cash, now
Bank account lookin' like a George Young stash house
Youngin' actin' out and topics that I rap about be very big if to politics to bitches pullin' asses out
That's exactly how I do this as a rapper,
I'm nuttin' in her mouth, you tongue kissin' her after
Daughters, moms kinda want me, neuter
But they also want the kid to come right on they cooter
Have the music sounding better than guitar tuners
Plus I'm doin' shows daily, call me John Stewart
So, who you know is iller than Mac Miller and Company?
It's like I planted money seeds right underneath the fuckin' tree
Now I got a hundred G's so none of ya'll can fuck with me
Yeah, I said it publicly, so run and tell your mother, mother fucker.
I said run and tell your mother, mother fucker.
Hold up Jerm, let me spit a second.
Aye, yo I breeze past haters in the E Class quickly
In deep, did a hundred songs, and that's this week
Shit keeps going on and on
We just tryna go bananas like its Donkey Kong, Yeah
On my grind, always need to work
So I be eatin' good, you be eatin' dirt
If you talkin' shit, you gon' see me smirk
While the DJ's be scratchin' 'til the needles burst
A couple screws prolly loose in my head
Holla at my girl, tell her to 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 could turn, turn sound into something so cool
Fresh kids see me I am bustin' dope moves
Comin', and soon, do a D-turn and view
Creep in your kitchen, start ea-ting your food
Girls tryna fuck, I don't be in the mood
No time for pussy when my knee in the room
Ooh, I switch flows switch rhythm
Sick spittin', unlimited ammunition.
Hey, Hey, Blue Slide Park.
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Key vocabulary
- needles
- sharp piercing toolsB1
- politics
- government and powerB1
- house
- building to live inA1
- keeps
- stays or continuesA1
- something
- an unknown objectA1
- soon
- in a short timeA1
- it's
- it isA1
- uhhh
- thinking sound
- fuckin
- very (strong informal)
- ray
- line of lightC1
About this song
Mac Miller was an American rapper and singer from Pittsburgh whose genre-spanning hip-hop combined party-starting beginnings with introspective, often jazzy and philosophical songwriting. He first broke through with the mainstream success of Blue Slide Park and later became a self-produced auteur credited under the name Larry Fisherman, known for candid material that culminated in his final album Swimming.