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Mac Miller

Cruisin'

 

Cruisin'

(Album: The Jukebox: Prelude To Class Clown - 2009)


Yeah
All these haters (Shit)
They're just forced to hate, you know, no reason (Fuck y'all)
They ain't really know who I am at all (Fuck y'all ma'fuckers, ha ha)
So I guess I kinda gotta introduce myself again to these ma'fuckers
So I'm just like, yeah ([?] do it, Mac)

Pleased to meet ya, find me with a heap of reefer (Yup)
Speaking ether, I'll whip your ass and crease your sneakers (Ha ha)
Haters, keep the hating, little faggots figure skating
While we figure eighting, seeking your replacement
And I ain't gon' touch the hate like some bacteria (Nope)
Some nasty-ass food from the cafeteria (Ha)
You'll have and hear me, bruh, if you pass me up at lunch
I'ma beat yo ass, tearing you in half and eat you up (Yes sir)
Like any given Friday, I roll up to your driveway
Rock you in the face, have you looking out and sideways
So step back, 'cause you ain't want it with Mac
The young cat with the rap to leave you flat on your back (Ha ha)
And as a matter of fact, I'm like crack on the track
With my cap to the back, I'm the cat in the hat (Yes sir)
Yeah, we rhyming like Dr. Seuss
So be careful 'fore you end up on the news
Every time that we... (What?)

Cruise, like we got nothing to lose
Hear the speech through the speakers, hope it's coming in smooth
When we cruise, see, I ain't got nothing to do
So I'ma roll around the city, smoking blunts with my crew
When we cruise, like we got nothing to lose
Hear the speech through the speakers, hope it's coming in smooth
When we cruise, see, I ain't got nothing to do
So I'ma roll around the city, smoking blunts with my crew (Let's go)

And ain't nobody that do it like Pittsburgh (Nope)
Said, ain't nobody that do it like Pittsburgh (Uh-uh)
I said it twice just in case that you misheard
'Cause this verse like (Sipping an ounce of sizzurp) (Yeah)
So quit your back talk, I ain't having it, boy
Yeah, I'm looking fresh right now, straight dazzling, boy
Light a swisher, now I'm gone (Gone)
What my mind's on, 5's on, laced up, headed out the time bomb
Get your life right, size truck with a white light
Triple X tee and a fresh pair of white Nikes (Ha ha)
I'm writing like nobody you've seen
'Cause my weed is purple and my money is green
See, I'm hungry for cream with my fitted on lean
If you wanna talk shit, I'ma shit on y'all's team, yup, ha
I rock my fitted to the side
Roll around the city, blowing piff up in the sky
When we

Cruise, like we got nothing to lose
Hear the speech through the speakers, hope it's coming in smooth
When we cruise, see, I ain't got nothing to do
So I'ma roll around the city, smoking blunts with my crew
When we cruise, like we got nothing to lose
Hear the speech through the speakers, hope it's coming in smooth
When we cruise, see, I ain't got nothing to do
So I'ma roll around the city, smoking blunts with my crew

The kid raps like lasers, sharp like razors
Rolling up my weed in some Garcia Vegas, yep (Ha ha)
Fuck a cop trying chase me with tasers
I'm running out my crib, then I'm dipping through the neighbor's (Peace)
Garden, High homie, Marvin the Martian
I wipe my ass with you soft rappers like Charmin (Bitches)
Y'all hungry, I'm starving (Yup)
You talking shit, oh, I beg your pardon (Hahaha)
Specifics is never gimmicks, I rip it just how I live it
You want it, I'll go and get it, I'm kicking it so exquisite
The wickedest motherfucker on the block I live at
Shit talk on hip-hop, I'm peeling your wig back, yup
So where the crib at? (Oh) Where the party at? (Oh)
Where them butt-naked hoes and the Bacardi at? (Oh)
'Cause when I start to rap, it's game over
And I ain't spend a single day sober
When I

Cruise, like we got nothing to lose
Hear the speech through the speakers, hope it's coming in smooth
When we cruise, see, I ain't got nothing to do
So I'ma roll around the city, smoking blunts with my crew
When we cruise, like we got nothing to lose
Hear the speech through the speakers, hope it's coming in smooth
When we cruise, see, I ain't got nothing to do
So I'ma roll around the city, smoking blunts with my crew (Cruise)

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