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Correct Knock Knock Lyrics
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Mac Miller
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Correct Knock Knock
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This is gonna feel real good, alright? Most Dope Everybody please put your thumb in the air [Chorus: X2] 1, 2, 3, 4 some crazy-ass kids come and knocked up on your door so Let em in, let em in, let em in (hey) (1st verse) I feel like a million bucks But my money don't really feel like I do And from the ground I built my own damn buzz People was amazed I was still in high school But now I'm out, and money what I'm bout' Tryin to get so much I can't keep count New kicks give me that ushion like whoopie Keep a smile like an eat-N-Park cookie Everything good, I'm white boy awesome Up all night - Johnny Carson I aint gotta Benz, no just a Honda But try to get my money like an Anaconda, Real, real long cross the country Smoke joints in the whip, no cop can bust me Driving to the stage, they applaud and scream All them pretty little girls come and flock to me, yeah I rock the beat [Chorus: X2] 1, 2, 3, 4 some crazy-ass kids come and knocked up on your door so Let em in, let em in, let em in (hey) (2nd verse) And I like my rhymes witty, all my dimes pretty If you got weed you can come fly with me I don't take pitty on them silly little hoes Milli vanilli, but this is really how it goes Mouth my words, don't say shit, shhh Shut up bitch and ride this dick I'm just playin, lets have a ball All we need is some weed, ho's, and alcohol, hey Don't forget it when I'm wreckin it Etiquette the hell of it, smellin it when the L is lit I'm flyer then a pelican Young fresh, but I'm so damn intelligent Girls giving brains, cause I'm actin like a gentleman In deeper then the water michael phelps was in Finna have a party baby, you can tell your friends We the type, lookin' right, still settin trends Fuck a job, ima get these damn presidents [Chorus: X2] 1, 2, 3, 4 some crazy-ass kids come and knocked up on your door so Let em in, let em in, let em in (hey) Not a day, goes by, when I ain't gettin' high They wonder why, don't I, go get myself a job So I can make, them bucks But I don't give a fuck No I feel great, bitch I feel great [Chorus: X2] 1, 2, 3, 4 some crazy-ass kids come and knocked up on your door so Let em in, let em in, let em in (hey)
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