Pranks 4 Players
(专辑: I Love Life, Thank You - 2011)
[Casey Veggies:] (We on tour right now) It's Young Veggies right here You know what I'm sayin'? We in the
studio (Yeah), Chi Town I
got my niggas with me (Ah yeah) I
got my people with me (Ah yeah) Mac Meezy (My boy), Mikey watching this shit too ([?]) You know I'm sayin'? (Swag, yeah, swag, swag, yeah, swag, swag, yeah, swag) Your swag's shit (Yeah) [Mac Miller:] It go rock-a-bye baby What if I'm fucking with my butterfly lady In the
backseat of the
'Cedes, or the
Saleen Something that I
cop, made in the
eighties I've been lost inside this puzzle Rearranging, keep on saying I'm a
goddamn fool Tell me, "Quit playin'," I'm like, "No can do" Been through this bullshit Acting foolish as a
dude that's hit with Cupid's doings Music is the
key to everything I
keep pursuing Bitches used to do the
friend thing, now they ask me what I'm doing Tryna give me head before the
show Go while I'm interviewing with a
student newspaper Maybe with the
radio Curb Your Enthusiasm, ho, the
Larry David Show Was something that we probably watching while we be getting high Step aside if anybody think they looking fresh as I
am With my Daily Bread hoodie and a
floral hat This shit these rappers talkin 'bout I'm getting bored of that [Mac Miller & Sir Michael Rocks:] This, or that, and a
wiffle ball bat Make a
million dollars, then I
give it all back These rappers talking shit when they shit is all wack (Ayy) Yeah, I
said it on wax Yeah, I'm pulling stars from the
sky Live large, get high Women lie, men lie, but we always fly At the
end of the
movie, dubs always cry (Michael) Pulling stars from the
sky (Michael) Live large, get high [Sir Michael Rocks:] It's all live, baby (Baby) Golded up like Tut, It make guys hate me (Uh) But I
ain't giving a
fuck, I
tell 'em, "Drive safely" How dare a
man lift his hand at me like I'm gon' flinch? I'm not no bitch (Uh-uh) With the
concreature concrete monuments (Monuments) [?] prolly pack his bag if he tryna trip Nick Bruno, Boldy James kinda shit It's like The
Godfather, y'all gotta honor this (Honor this) Tryna split the
money up like communists (Okay) You should shake the
person hand that put you on to this Hold up, that's the
swag you would kill for (Kill for) What the
fuck you tryna chill for? (Wake up) Are you alive or a
stillborn? 'Cause you really ain't living 'til you get yours Sky's the
limit, we could build doors Open 'em up, nothing gon' be closed, I'm sure [Sir Michael Rocks & Mac Miller:] This, or that, and a
wiffle ball bat Make a
million dollars, and then give it all back These rappers talking shit when they shit be all wack Yeah, I
said it on wax We pulling stars out the
sky Live large, get high Men lie, women lie, but we always fly At the
end of the
movie, dubs always cry Pulling stars out the
sky Live large, get high, ha