Mac Miller

Mac Miller - Time Goes ft Ski Beats lyrics

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[Mac Miller]

You know all about me, I don’t know about you

You need somebody to lead, I be on my own two

You talking all that shit but what you really gon’ do

While I’m posted in the background chillin’ so cool

You know all about me, I don’t know about you

You need somebody to lead, I be on my own two

You talking all that shit but what you really gon’ do

While I’m posted in the background chillin’ so cool

As time goes by, find yourself swaying side to side

Turn the music high in the ride and drive

See me, I’m cool, good music put you in that mood

She sings my tunes and thinks I’m fly

[Mac Miller]

Hey hey, they say I’m magnificent

And I rap different than dudes who say they living this spitting out bad sentences

Getting high, see the sky where my limit is

I’m the shit bitch, come and get a whiff of this

? around my neck and some beads on my wrist

Got a girl back at the crib, just to clean off my dick when I piss

But not really, that was just a joke, who you think I am? Diddy?

She looking in the mirror double checking if she pretty

But I just see that ass and them titties

And she got class, that kinda silly

She be letting dudes hit it like their name was Ken Griffey

I don’t mean to joke around cause music is my job

But whats a f-cking job when you don’t get no days off

Hmm, well that would be my music shit

My team I make maneuvers with

Be traveling all around the world still here getting used to it

This Karate school bitch, you’ll get super kicked

While I chill relax and take these Buddah hits

F-cker then I move that bitch, it’s so Ludacris

Making money now, they blame it on my Jewish-ness

Stupid bitch!

[Verse 2 - Locksmith]

I’m using music to get inside of your pubic strip

Damn bitch, than you stupid thick

I’m too equipped with my lyrics and metaphors

Measure cords like I’m on my ’92 Grand Puba shit

? to tell a bitch slow down

Most frown when I choose to spit, fucker no lube and shit

You can use your spit

Either that or choose to get all up on this metaphor-skin

No Jewish dick

You was quick to write him off, now you love it

You was hating when in public, all alone you like “dudes the shit”

You was schemin’ I was chillin’ by the pool with chicks no dick

Hit the pussy smell like a school of fish

A clam chowder with Mac powder I back at her

If the smell nice than I blow the f-cking back out her

I give that bitch the news like Matt Lauer

That’s like now til my last hour

As time goes by, find yourself swaying side to side

Turn the music high in the ride and drive

See me, I’m cool, good music put you in that mood

She sings my tunes and thinks I’m fly

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