Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Mac miller !

My Homie chris put me on to this dude && he aint bad !
He coming into the game maddd Strong !


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Ay lace em up, Lace em up, Lace em up, Lace em
Blue suede shoes stay crispy like bacon
Nikes on my feet make my cypher complete
Uh I stay shining like the lights on the street
And the night Revis take me shoppin when im up in New York
Hit the shoe store gone cop a few more
You at the mall getting dinner at the food court
I'm at LA eatin 22 course
Young boss bitch paper in my pockets
I got a closet filled with shoe boxes
Mom says my spending habit a little bit obnoxious
But a pilot stay fresh up in his cockpit
Used to rock hammy downs
Now I buy some clothes wear em out hit the club bitches pull their cameras out
Livin in a dream they beginning to believe
My hotel smell like cigarettes and weed
Shit, with what im spitting they should give me a degree
Good liqour what I'm sipping isn't cheap uh
Feeling a blow don't snooze don't sleep
All I really need is some shoes on my feet

-Mac miller

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