Mac Miller
My Team lyrics
- Language
- English
- Level
- Beginner
- Released
- 2011
- Genre
- Pop
- Length
- 2:26
Maybe I can get a little more high
Come and talk shit, who the boss bitch?
Moon the crowd now, Randy Moss shit
Sharks swimmin' in the water you'll get tossed in
And fuck a first class, I'm in the cockpit
It's obnoxious, it's bumpin' out my car
Bass'll shake your dinin' room table from afar
Makin' in a night what your daddy pull in yearly
See a little style, I got mine's patent
Always rock smile, never a distraction
Brand-new Mercedes, cameras when I back in
Fuck with single ladies, yeah, I did a little actin'
Love me on the weekend, but hate me when I'm workin'
Overly dedicated and overly medicated, for certain
Buy her a brand-new purse and it's gravy
I ain't talkin' Slim when I say these bitches Shady
Chicken sandwiches and turquoise beads
Tattoo sleeve, pair of Levi's jeans
Never get no sleep, you know all about me
Come and meet my team, bitch, meet my team, meet my team
You know all about me, come and meet my team
Bitch, meet my team, you know all about me
Come and meet my team
And if you see me, I'll be with my team
Got my homie Billy probably in Supreme
Jimmy or Will be selling shirts to the fans
While TreeJay, Clock, got you raisin' your hands
Then you got Q, that's my right-hand man
Shout out Little Dave sittin' shotty in the van
Everyone I came with travel like a gang bitch
City after city, everybody speak our language
We just flex, get bootleg checks
Got all these people askin' what's next
Success and a dumb fresh life
Taking bets, you trying to lose a little money tonight
I'm on top of the stage but under the lights
We invadin' your crib and fuckin' your wife
So have a ball, no sports, no Spalding
Poppin' champagne, gon' spray it on her awnin'
Chicken sandwiches and turquoise beads
Tattoo sleeve, pair of Levi's jeans
Never get no sleep, you know all about me
Come and meet my team, bitch, meet my team, meet my team
You know all about me, come and meet my team
Bitch, meet my team, you know all about me
Come and meet my team
Meet my team, I ain't tryna meet yours
What happened to that shit you was talkin' before?
Meet my team, I ain't tryna meet yours
What happened to that shit you was talkin' before?
Meet my team, I ain't tryna meet yours
What happened to that shit you was talkin' before?
Meet my team, I ain't tryna meet yours
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Key vocabulary
- happened
- took placeA1
- probably
- likelyA1
- selling
- offering for purchaseA1
- shirts
- pieces of clothingA1
- sleep
- rest with closed eyesA1
- speak
- talk or say wordsA1
- sports
- games for physical activityA1
- success
- achievementA1
- taking
- removing or carrying awayA1
- talk
- speak with othersA1
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.