O.K.
(专辑: Watching Movies With The Sound Off - 2013)
[Tyler, The
Creator & Mac Miller:] Get 'em Mac, Mac, Mac, Mac Mac, Mac, Mac, Mac Get 'em! (I got it!) Girl, shake that body Get 'em Mac, Mac, Mac, Mac Mac, Mac, Mac, Mac Get 'em! (Oh shit, oh shit) Girl, shake that body (Oh shit, oh shit) Get 'em [Mac Miller:] Whoa, what do we have here? (Whoa) People want to know how we could be that weird How many hoes want to clean Mac's beard? (My beard) I
kill flows, think I
need that tear on a
tattoo My bitch suck, she a
vacuum (Let's go) Fuck her in the
ass every time I'm in a
bad mood (Huh?) Ain't got a
choice, no, she do it 'cause she have to I
hit it raw while I'm listening to Papoose (Woo!) No respect, 'cause you wear a
v-neck (Go) I
mean stress, pressure that could even make Keith sweat (Woo!) I
wish Narnia was on a
GPS (I wish) I
wish Rihanna was DTF (Man) I
got rich with these rap songs (Songs) Bought a
drug problem, now the
cash gone (It's all gone) Album filled with all sad songs But this the
one that I
can laugh on (Ha ha) [Tyler, the
Creator:] Get 'em Mac, Mac, Mac, Mac Mac, Mac, Mac, Mac Get 'em! Girl, shake that body Get 'em Mac, Mac, Mac, Mac Mac, Mac, Mac, Mac Get 'em! Girl, shake that body Girl, shake that body, them ass and totties I
want to see them cankles at my hotel lobby (No nigga, fuck you) Bitch, why you so damn snobby? Your ass flatter than the
back of my head I
bought you dinner, now it's time to pay me back with some head Or I'ma have my little sister beat the
back of your head I'm a
grade-A douchebag, I'm a
dickhead Asshole area where my gooch sag Little momma got salty at me, she started talking tough So I
called the
Wolf Gang up, they start to bark it up Popped a
hundred mollies, fifth of sherm, think I
was sparking up A
bottle of Zima, the
Bimmer, I
started parking up Seen my nigga, Mac, and he hopped in the
back And then we jet to Fatburger, ordered some Big Macs (Motherfucker) And bitch came with a
gauge, and she wanted my fade (Fuck you) But I'm a
bitch-ass nigga so I
say Get 'em Mac, Mac, Mac, Mac Mac, Mac, Mac, Mac Get 'em! Girl, shake that body Get 'em Mac, Mac, Mac, Mac Mac, Mac, Mac, Mac Get 'em! Girl, shake that body T-Dollaz and Mac Meezy Making sure you niggas don't win like referees Looking for the
bitches that love to suck peewee, Herman, I'm a
vermin And you could tell I
golf with my hat, bitch, fuck Thurnis [Mac Miller:] Um, I'm at IHOP to eat with Tyler (Yum) Drink cocoa then double-team Mariah (Let's do that) But please, don't tell Nick We were all watching movies at a
Motel 6
(Okay) Like ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha-ha I
hope Kendrick fucked Gaga (For real) If Madonna on the
Kabbalah Then me and Snoop could chill and be Rastas I
don't need Prada to show you I'm rich Pulling out the
llama like, "Show me your tits" Keep crying 'cause I
still ain't over my bitch Oh well, it'll be okay