Loud
Mac Miller
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Mac Miller - Loud Lyrics & Traduction

Whoop
Whoop
Ladies and gentlemen
This is Macadelic
You motherfucker, hahahaha

Uh
I got codeine in my cup (Cup), you can bet your ass I'm sippin' (Sippin')
Groupies fall in love, I'm like, "Bitch, you must be trippin'" (Trippin')
I'm just tryna fuck (Fuck), and she just need tuition
Why you tryna stunt? You need to play your own position (Woo)
Never gave a fuck (Fuck), and nothin' 'bout me changed (Changed)
Still roll up them blunts (Blunts), got diamonds in my chain, haha (Chain)
Yeah, you heard me, I got diamonds in my chain (Chain)
And it don't make a difference if you cryin' in the rain (No)
Two hundred shows, I'ma kill more, I just sold out that Fillmore
Got a million, make a mill' more, then a number one spot on the Billboard, yeah (Woo)

People lie, numbers won't, keep me high, drugs is close
Roll one up, pour a cup, watch the world go up in smoke

I like my music real loud, real loud
Can you turn that shit up for me right now, right now?
Here it come, there it go, ask your homies, ask your hoes
If you didn't, now you know, never keep your pockets low
I like my music real loud, real loud
Can you turn that shit up for me right now, right now?
Here she come, there she go, never chasin' after hoes
If you didn't, now you know (Ah), never keep your pockets low

I'ma get that Grammy soon (Soon), fuck your magazine
Jordan gonna hand me shoes (Shoes), still fuck your magazine
Have my team in that pack with me, got a Jerm beat bangin' and a glass of lean
When I went to every high school class, would be tryna fuck the female faculty
I'm a crazy little fucker, think my head done ran away
I experiment with drugs but I won't ever fuck with yay'
I just made a million dollars, still I think I'm underpaid
Fuckin' with me? Kid, no way (Okay)
When you meet me, better stand up straight
Pump out raps (Raps), yeah, I got raps (Raps)
Tryna talk shit? Better think about that
For the pesos, gettin' bank roll, I'ma lay low, chill (Woo)
Then let that stack, ah

People lie, numbers won't, keep me high, drugs is close
Roll one up, pour a cup, watch the world go up in smoke

I like my music real loud, real loud
Can you turn that shit up for me right now, right now?
Here it come, there it go, ask your homies, ask your hoes
If you didn't, now you know, never keep your pockets low
I like my music real loud, real loud
Can you turn that shit up for me right now, right now?
Here she come, there she go, never chasin' after hoes
If you didn't, now you know, never keep your pockets low


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