Cruise Control
(专辑: The High Life - 2009)
[Mac Miller & Wiz Khalifa:] Ayo, I'm living the
high life Fly clothes, good liquor, good weed (Good weed) Fine hoes, those are things I'ma need (I'ma need) We make these ladies pants wet when we grab the
mic And we gon' have 'em like (Like) La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la (Uh), la-la-la-la, la, ayy Sit back, relax and move slow (Y'all already know what it is, man) We're now in cruise control (Bad bitches and good weed, God) [Wiz Khalifa:] Uh, Wizzle man, the
fans: can't keep 'em off me Always repping for my city even though I
don't see it often Yeah, as a
younging learn it's best to keep from talking I
only say I'm the
best 'cause that's what the
people call me And I'ma keep shining 'til the
day the
Reaper call me A
lot of shit on my chest so I
suggest you keep from 'round me Tryna slander my name but when you sit think about it It's hard to show off your aim when niggas yet to see the
target He's talking that mess 'cause he's garbage My trees rolled, beauty of the
week is foreign And my homie bought a
yacht so we on it and drinks are pouring Hoes admire my clothes 'cause I
got Louis features on 'em Life just like a
movie plus the
special feature bonus With bad bitches and good weed to keep us coughing Hard as a
bed of nails, you a
beast for sleeping on 'em Motherfucker, yeah [Mac Miller & Wiz Khalifa:] Ayo, I'm living the
high life (Bitch) Fly clothes, good liquor, good weed (ha ha ha, yeah) (Good weed) Fine hoes, those are things I'ma need (What up, Mac?) (I'ma need) We make these ladies pants wet when we grab the
mic (Yeah) And we gon' have 'em like ([?] or die, I
see you, nigga) La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la (Uh), la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la, ayy Sit back, relax and move slow (Ayy, good looking, Wiz, yeah) We're now in cruise control [Mac Miller:] I
got these motherfuckers hating on the
way the
boy live Angry at the
way their ladies always say that I'm the
shit People stay up on my dick, I
ain't worried 'bout them I'm too focused on the
money, I
ain't worried 'bout friends They say the
younging dream like a
king (Like a
king) I'm Muhammad Ali in the
ring, Christmas Eve in the
spring (Spring) Way above the
bar, but I
ain't twenty-one Wizzle cutting up 'cause I
stay puffing blunts And when the
money come (Come), I'ma give it back (Back) Got a
driver who addresses me as Mr. Mac (Aha) Dealing with these diva hoes (Hoes), they're so demanding (Uh-huh) Mac a
young superstar (Star), Dakota Fanning (Aha) You know I'm planning for the
world to be mine No blind dates, but I'm getting girls from behind The
type of shine, stay turning 'em blind Just cruising, smoking purp, and recline (Aha) Ayo, I'm living the
high life Fly clothes, good liquor, good weed (Good weed) Fine hoes, those are things I'ma need (I'ma need) We make these ladies pants wet when we grab the
mic And we gon' have 'em like (Like) La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la, ayy Sit back, relax and move slow (Move slow) We're now in cruise control