Mac Miller Blue Slide Park Lyrics

Blue Slide Park
Its Blue Slide Park man (uhh)
Its fuckin’ Blue Slide Park

Hey, I got these Ray-Ban shades, kinda look like something Lennon would rock
It seems like now I got a couple bags whenever I shop
Louie shoes, Polo socks, some name brand dumb shit
Logo never make a man, but I’m still blowing thousands on it
No clue what I’m calling my album
Fans be at my van screaming, calling me Malcom
Never knew the outcome be this much cash now
Bank account looking like a George Young stash house
Young and acting out, the topics that I rap about
Be varying from politics to bitches pulling asses out
That’s exactly how I do this as a rapper
I’m nuttin’ in her mouth, you tongue kissing her after
Daughters’ moms kinda want me neutered
But they also want the kid to cum right on their cooter
Have the music sounding better then guitar tuners
Plus I’m doing shows daily call me John Stewart
So who you know that’s iller than Mac Miller and company
It’s like I planted money seeds right underneath the f-cking tree
Now I got a hundred g’s so none of ya’ll can f-ck with me
Yeah I said it publicly so run and tell your mother, motherf-cker
I said run and tell your mother, motherf-cker

Hold up Jerm let me spit the second
Hey yo I breeze past haters In the E-class quickly
And deep did a hundred songs in six weeks
Shit keeps going on and on
We just tryna go bananas like it’s Donkey Kong
Yeah on my grind, always need to work
So I be eatin’ good, you be eatin’ dirt
If you talking shit, you gonna see me smirk
While the DJ be scratching til the needles burst
A couple screws probably loose in my head
Holla at my girl, tell her bring that doobie to bed
I’m a regular guy with an irregular life
Except I’m a Lamborghini if it’s racing a bike
Who knew that I can turn some sound into something so cool
Fresh kicks, see me I’m busting the moves
Coming in soon to a theater near you
Creep in your kitchen start eating your food
Girls tryna f-ck I don’t be in the mood
No time for p-ssy when money’s in the room, Oh
I switch flows, switch rhythm
Sick spittin’, unlimited ammunition

Mac Miller Blue Slide Park Lyrics

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Jerry's Record Store Lyrics Mac Miller

In your old man voice
Yeah, a one two, a one two
For one two, for one two
For one two, for one two
For one two, for one two
Uh uh nothin' but rhymes its quite simple
Hey its what I create to eliminate the hate
Illuminate the night in the lightning
UFO sightings leave em unidentified
Steady I be getting high
You ain't got no herbal I'ma lend you mine
Its doctor Octagon call him young phenomenon
I leave these rappers starving like its Ramadan
You are the wackest my style holographic
Had to put my city on the map shit
If you a fat kid go get active
If you a bad b!tch then be a actress
Rap ease carnage, my family aint the Partrige
Wh0re tricks flawless like trapeze artists
Take my life and put it in a photo album
How much money do I got? I don't know who's countin'
Fake mouthaf-cka's round me I could do without them
You keepin' it a hundred I could use a thousand
I'm comin' now, call a truce
I got a lot but, not to lose
I'm the shit makin' hits call me Doctor Luke
And prescribing you a vibe for that awful mood
Why you sad all the time?
Jump off a roof
While I'm kicking it with Q-tip and ?
Tryna put me down well that's few tell woo shell
Supernatural message got you spooked out
Believe in God but don't believe religion
Saying its the truth but never really listened
That's another conversation though
Walking on the pavement home find a way to go
Maybe one might take the word Robert Frost
Blowin' out steam but its all exhaust
We comin' for your dollars better call the cops
You want a war? we got a nuclear holocaust
Yo E how many bars is that
Is it enough to give these haters all heart attacks
I been writing on the paper
Gave me carpal tunnel
Couple billion people are they all gon' love you?
Hell no hell no
I be grindin' though rain sleet hail snow
Sticking to my word like its Velcro
On some shell toes
What else yo
Dope shit, go crazy
Kinda like the internet over Hov's baby
My girl tell me Mac you a wierdo
I guarantee that baby be a super hero
This ain't nothin' but comes rhymes from my mind
That been stuck inside since the
Beginning of time
Chemical romance, slow dance with no pants
If I got my eyes on her playa you got no chance
This some simple shit I'm sure they fear
I'm just trying to explore whats real
Child of the blues never liked school
Been miseducated so word to Laura hill
Music is my outlet walking through the polo store
In the studio wondering what I go home for
In my own world when I close the door
To the booth, young and searching for the truth
Like that, like that, like that, like that
And a little bit of this and a little bit of that
I just spit a rhyme tell me that I kick a rap
And if you got time, you can sit down
Listen to me now, pass the flow around
Hey that's some cypher shit, I know you like that shit
Freestyle in the air go and write that shit
I don't write that b!tch I got ill flows
Yeah I'm ill yo
And this is real yo
Mac Miller, gon' kill those flows
Bouncing up and and down Yoyo's
Head to ya toes
In the paint throwin' bows

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