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Correct Time Goes Lyrics
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Mac Miller
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Correct Time Goes
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You know all about me, I don't know about you You need somebody to lead, I be on my own two You talking all that shit but what you really gon' do While I'm posted in the background chillin' so cool You know all about me, I don't know about you You need somebody to lead, I be on my own two You talking all that shit but what you really gon' do While I'm posted in the background chillin' so cool As time goes by, find yourself swaying side to side Turn the music high in the ride and drive See me, I'm cool, good music put you in that mood She sings my tunes and thinks I'm fly Hey hey, they say I'm magnificent And I rap different than dudes who say they living this spitting out bad Sentences Getting high, see the sky where my limit is I'm the shit bitch, come and get a whiff of this ? Around my neck and some beads on my wrist Got a girl back at the crib, just to clean off my dick when I piss But not really, that was just a joke, who you think I am? Diddy? She looking in the mirror double checking if she pretty But I just see that ass and them titties And she got class, that kinda silly She be letting dudes hit it like their name was ken griffey I don't mean to joke around cause music is my job But what's a f-cking job when you don't get no days off Hmm, well that would be my music shit My team I make maneuvers with Be traveling all around the world still here getting used to it This karate school bitch, you'll get super kicked While I chill relax and take these buddah hits F-cker then I move that bitch, it's so ludacris Making money now, they blame it on my jewish-ness Stupid bitch! I'm using music to get inside of your pubic strip Damn bitch, than you stupid thick I'm too equipped with my lyrics and metaphors Measure cords like I'm on my '92 grand puba shit ? To tell a bitch slow down Most frown when I choose to spit, fucker no lube and shit You can use your spit Either that or choose to get all up on this metaphor-skin No jewish dick You was quick to write him off, now you love it You was hating when in public, all alone you like « dudes the shit » You was schemin' I was chillin' by the pool with chicks no dick Hit the pussy smell like a school of fish A clam chowder with mac powder I back at her If the smell nice than I blow the f-cking back out her I give that bitch the news like matt lauer That's like now til my last hour As time goes by, find yourself swaying side to side Turn the music high in the ride and drive See me, I'm cool, good music put you in that mood She sings my tunes and thinks I'm fly
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