Mac Miller

Goosebumpz lyrics

Language

English

Level

Intermediate

Released

2013

Genre

Pop

Length

3:23

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1. (Diplo)

2. Let's go

3. Better act right, 'cause I smack dykes

4. Give 'em blow and a bit of that bagpipe (pipe)

5. Bitch wanna live that rap life (life), but I already hit that last night

6. Think you're fuckin' with me, huh? (Huh?) Must be hittin' that crack-pipe

7. I been makin' my money (money), thank God I learned how to add right (let's go)

8. My cash like that cocaine, give me more, say, give me more

9. Don't worry 'bout it, ain't no thing, big titty hoes in my videos

10. Classy bitch, don't kiss and tell (nope)

11. Smack her ass and then wish her well (well)

12. Life sucks, better give 'em hell

13. Get money, fuck girls, free Biggavel

14. A million in my briefcase (briefcase), 'bout to shop for some real estate

15. 'Bout to party with drugs though, turn it up, bitch, feel the bass (bass)

16. Throwin' money in your face (face), feelin' good, livin' great (great)

17. Bad bitches in different states, it's like I think I'm Vincent Chase

18. With porn stars, sports cars, and my crib got a courtyard

19. How we get all this money though?

20. You know how big his tours are? (Whoa)

21. Greedy bitch, you a needy bitch

22. Want some money, but need some dick (ha)

23. And my belt monogram

24. When I die, bet she fuck my hologram, though

25. When I die, bet she fuck my hologram, though

26. When I die, bet she fuck my hologram

27. When I die, bet she fuck my hologram, my hologram

28. We in my black Benz, windows up

29. Gettin' head, smokin' blunts

30. Everybody know what's up, and I turn them girls to sluts

31. Crib's like a mob boss, my bitch get my car washed

32. We non-stop, my dick out, her jaw drop

33. 'Cause all we do is fuck, fu-fu-fuck, fuck

34. All she wanna do is fuck, fu-fu-fuck, fuck

35. All she, all she wanna do is fuck, fu-fu-fuck, fuck

36. All she wanna do is fuck, fu-fu-fuck, fuck, fuck

37. Don't I look like a drug dealer? (Whoa)

38. Don't I look like I'm somebody? (Whoa)

39. Killin' beats with that Murder Inc., don't I look like I'm Irv Gotti? (Whoa)

40. Ridin' through in my hippy van, you broke bitches don't give a damn

41. You softer than the Michelin man, your bitch put her pussy on Instagram

42. Better go hard when my flow start (start)

43. They brand new, but they old cars (cars)

44. Your pockets is on low carbs (carbs)

45. She do a show, she a polestar

46. In the penthouse with her pants down

47. Get the camera out, no hands now

48. Them hard drugs, we done ran out (let's go)

49. Can't believe that's somebody grandchild (let's go)

50. She's so bad, but I like it (like it)

51. Wanna hear your pussy, I'll mic it (mic it)

52. My credit card bill is righteous but, girl, that ass is so priceless

53. Spend the night with the right bitch, my dick ill, my pipe sick (let's go)

54. Small pussy, tight fit, she loves to sniff that white shit

55. Fuck her free, no charge, I play the pussy like Mozart

56. Eat that pussy, I won't starve (nope)

57. Love the pussy with my whole heart

58. Bitch named Layla my Clapton ho

59. Give me head, put the Benz in captain mode

60. And my belt monogram

61. When I die, bet she fuck my hologram, though

62. When I die, bet she fuck my hologram, though

63. When I die, bet she fuck my hologram

64. We in my black Benz, windows up

65. Gettin' head, smokin' blunts

66. Everybody know what's up, and I turn them girls to sluts

67. Crib's like a mob boss, my bitch get my car washed

68. We non-stop, my dick out, her jaw drop

69. 'Cause all we do is fuck, fu-fu-fuck, fuck

70. All she wanna do is fuck, fu-fu-fuck, fuck

71. All she, all she wanna do is fuck, fu-fu-fuck, fuck

72. All she wanna do is fuck, fu-fu-fuck, fuck, fuck

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