Mac Miller

Mac Miller - Skin lyrics

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You hide your skin like you're shy or there's something wrong

You stylish when you got nothin' on, yeah

And all I do is make these f**kin' songs

So finally I made a f**kin' song

And now she comin' closer

Hope she crawls, she wanna jump my bones

You want it don't ya?

I was a soldier, now I'm comin' home

The war is over

Kick down the door, I hold your bends, you never break

You need to smell your sweet aroma

See I knows you smell like cinnamon

Kissin' your lips

I lick my fingertips and get your clitoris in the mix

My dick on business trips

My tongue twistin' is ticklin' just a little bit

I'm swimmin' inside of your skin like a river

In the Caribbean



It's okay that you like it babe (I like it baby)

And it's alright that you misbehave

It's okay to be this way (this way)

To live this way baby baby (ooh baby)

Chillin' with the AC



That's just the way that we are

You and me, super freaks here we are

I'm takin' care of each and every part

I opened up your legs and go straight for your heart



Said I'm too divine, I'm too divine yeah, too divine

You are mine, baby, I'm Mr. Superfly

I'm Mr. Blew your, blew your mind hot as June, July

I wanna make you wonderful

Girl you my painting

You my art installation

Gonna f**k you, put you on the wall

All I wanna do is show you off

I want to put you on

Why would I ever blow you off?

Right now let's go get lost

Just I've been way too hot for way too long

I'm so exhausted

Whether that's your mind or line we still get crossed

First your name is gone

Never understand until you have to stand alone

Can I have a hand to hold?

A Band-Aid for my damaged soul, I paint the planet gold

I swear I'm Michelangelo, I don't understand you so

They didn't want a man when he was down and broke

But now they know me and what I don't need

No Six, no Beamers, no Benz



That's just the way that we are

You and me, swimming freaks here we are

I'm takin' care of each and every part

I opened up your legs and go straight for your heart



Voo-voo these hoes

Voo-voo these hoes

Voo-voo taste this, taste, taste this

Voo-voo these hoes

Voo-voo taste this, taste, taste this
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Language: English

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