Mac Miller
Mac Miller - Get Up! songtekst
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It's about to be a big shit poppin by the time this shit is droppin Stoppin out of option I'm addicted this a problem This way of life, sex, drugs rock and roll on the road Feeling blessed performing for sold out shows You rappers talkin shit what chu know bout those What chu know bout spittin balls and the whole crowd goes Its unbelievable these people say I made it throwin down a lil handy Cant believe that I don't chase it Life goes on, days get brighter I'm feelin like I came in with my haze no lighter So I'm lookin for the missing piece Goin down in history for rhythm beats Smooth game sweeter than a krispie kreme You tune into my station hope you listenin Turn it up and follow my journey as I live my dream All natural whole foods that lay you back Have you straight chillin in a dope mood And some shit is happy like a show tune This a brand new world I can show you Some people still have no clue But they can look at all this cheese that I produce [Chorus x2] And I'm wild to go round are you up or you down Are you in or you out Are you smilin or you frown Just get up, GET UP Get up, GET UP Get up, GET UP Get up, GET UP Hey Ayo I'm fast lane switchin Rap game spittin Chillin with some sour Got a bad dame twistin These people think I'm goofy say I'm max they trippin Cuz life a comedy like my last name griffin (WHAT) Living for the moment Blowin po and overloaded And my swagger call me old spice Yeah the kid is so nice Smokin in the whip chillin Duckin from the police (po-lyce) So bright you know light So I'm shinin like a strobe light Leave the show with money and I always count my dough twice Most dope general and that shit is fo life My mama taught me well so I even treat these hoes right I'm polite Workin in my office but there's no dwight Coat white skinded no light dimness Me who I am playing sight for these bitches And I ain't even tryna fight with these bitches And I don't got time to spend a night with these bitches [Chorus]