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MAC MILLER lyrics : "Cold Feet"

Yeah, uhhh
I rap better cause I'm mad clever
Oh my God! Hey


[Mac Miller]
Yeah, they always want that fun %#@! when you tryna spit a little something real

They start running, turning chicken like a nugget meal
How the f-ck I feel? Kinda like 100 mills
Spun the wheel, bought a vowel, I don't owe you nothin' still

F-ck a deal, I can do it with my own team
Won before, seen, hearing all these hoes scream
When I was 14, sippin on my OE

Tryna marry money but that (*##$ kept getting cold feet
Music loud, hear it banging through the whole street
Beat getting %#@! on: toilet bowl seat

No sleep, just work, got a couple ^^&$#* girls in a see-through shirt
So believe my hype, muthaf-ckas can't read nor write
Still they talking %#@! man, I've seen your type

Got problems, can't sleep at night
Cause your girl want to come around freak all night
I'm a sex drill when I'm rolling off them x pills

Five bikes, ten wheels, girl I'll leave your legs still
Say I don't do drugs, just weed
Well I'mma do drugs and speed down the street

Do doughnuts, your flow sucks, you so butt
Your girl's getting throat f-cked
I get high, I go up

Why you saying that he's a tramp?
They come to all those shows just to meet your friends?
So much !@%!e sniffed, f-cking hoes with bloody noses

Just a couple doses, f-ck the roses
Class time: better take good notes
You (*##$es couldn't touch me with a Facebook poke

(*##$!

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