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Mac Miller( Malcolm James McCormick )
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Man In The Hat
Boy, you're fool, wonder what's cool Tryin' to figure out what to rhyme about I heard your man's ran cryin' to his mommy and his daddy When the cops drove by his house
So who you tryin' to dial? If you're lookin' for an answer, you're probably gonna find it now And to the man in the hat standin' lookin' at his watch Motherfucker, well, the time is now
Go clap your hands, let me hear you say that's the jam See I wouldn't be shit if I ain't have no fans Can't sit down, kids, you have to stand Just put your hands up, you don't have to dance
Here, we get it poppin' like it's Pakistan Iraq, Iran and have them sayin' Mac's the man The maximum, comin' through to pass you bums So if you ain't got no money better ask for some
Hey, we came to get down, have a good time Bring the champagne out and the good wine We gon' be sippin' and whippin' the sickest whips Spittin' the illest shit that's sicker than syphilis
Comin' in the back door yellin' fuck a list Fans takin' pictures while I'm tryin' to take a piss We came to party, didn't come to give a shit Now sing this part, it goes like this, hey
All my people in the front Go, clap your hands, go, clap your hands Everybody in the back Go, clap your hands, go, clap your hands
If you're feelin' that funk Go, clap your hands, go, clap your hands If you love it like that Go, clap your hands, go, clap your hands
All my people in the front Go, clap your hands, go, clap your hands Everybody in the back Go, clap your hands, go, clap your hands
If you're feelin' that funk Go, clap your hands, go, clap your hands If you love it like that Go, clap your hands, go, clap your hands
H-h-h-h-hold up Every day they wanna ask me when I'll grow up I show up 'cause fans will go nuts Tell the girls it's cool, look but don't touch
I'll be home as soon as I can, I don't rush Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com 'Cause girl, you're baby girl, you're good, don't fuss I wanna hear y'all clap just like that Keep it goin' I'ma bring it all back
H-h-h-h-hold up Every day they wanna ask me when I'll grow up I show up 'cause fans will go nuts Tell the girls it's cool, look but don't touch
I'll be home as soon as I can, I don't rush Baby, you're baby girl, you're good, don't fuss I hear these couples fightin' all the time, not us We have a good time, like to get fucked up
What, what, goin' hard tonight Under 21 but find me at the bar tonight Hey, drivin' 'round in my car tonight Makin' music that ain't hard to like, I got the heart to write
A couple bars I might go do somethin' crazy Or maybe lazy, love me or hate me You know it's the same me And it goes a little somethin' like this
All my people in the front Go, clap your hands, go, clap your hands Everybody in the back Go, clap your hands, go, clap your hands
If you're feelin' that funk Go, clap your hands, go, clap your hands If you love it like that Go, clap your hands, go, clap your hands
All my people in the front Go, clap your hands, go, clap your hands Everybody in the back Go, clap your hands, go, clap your hands
If you're feelin' that funk Go, clap your hands, go, clap your hands If you love it like that Go, clap your hands, go, clap your hands
Boy, you're fool, wonder what's cool Tryin' to figure out what to rhyme about I heard your man's ran cryin' to his mommy and his daddy When the cops drove by his house
So who you tryin' to dial? If you're lookin' for an answer, you're probably gonna find it now And to the man in the hat standin' lookin' at his watch Motherfucker, well, the time is now
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