Cold Feet Lyrics by Mac Miller
i rap better cause i'm madd clever
oh my god! hey
[mac miller]
they always want that fresh sh*t when you tryna
spit a little something real
they start running, turning chicken like a nugget meal
how the f*ck i feel? kinda like 100 mill..
spun the wheel, bought a vowel, i don't owe you nothing still
f*ck a deal, i can do it with my own team
won before, seen, hearing all these hoes scream
when i was 14, sippin on my oe
tryna marry money but that b*tch kept getting cold feet
music loud, hear it banging through the whole street
beat getting sh*t on: toilet bowl seat
no sleep, just work, got a couple horny girls
in a see-through shirt
so believe my hype, muthaf*ckas can't read nor write
still they talking sh*t man, i've seen your type..
got problems, can't sleep at night
cause your girl want to come around freak all night
i'm a sex drill when i'm rolling off them x pills
five bikes, ten wheels. girl i'll leave your legs still
say i don't do drugs, just weed
well i'mma do drugs and speed down the street
do doughnuts, your flow sucks, you so butt
your girl's getting throat f*cked
i get high, i go up
why you saying that he's a tramp?
come to all those shows just to meet your friends?
so much coke sniffed, f*cking hoes with bloody noses
just a couple doses, f*ck the roses
class time: better take good notes
you b*tches couldn't touch me with a facebook poke
b*tch!
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