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• Artiste: Mac Miller
• Titre: Uber (Demo)
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Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, um Who put the spiders in my applesauce? Took the pins out my hand grenade? Somebody said that I deserve to die I looked him in the eye and said, "The Devil's not circumcised" Who put spiders in my applesauce? Took the pins out my hand grenade? Somebody told me I deserve to die I looked him in the eye and said, "The Devil not circumcised" So play me a song on the guitar Got a rainforest in my cigar There's knots in my yo-yo string Put a crown on my stallion, I'm the Polo king I fell in love with a go-go dancer, she a single mom The underdog, like to play the game with Diddy Kong She the god type, throw that bitch a Klondike Everything is alright, see it's written in the Psalms I told her I get rich off my little songs Gave her a million reasons that she should come along Immediately, she dropped her shit But everywhere I go, they told me, "Watch your bitch!" (God damn)I guess I got another one Good vibrations, Marky Mark and the Funky Bunch I put the gourmet flavors inside the honey blunt Got my head underwater but I ain't comin' up Fuck air, my bitch ass is like a plump pear And she ain't pretty or ugly, I say she's just fair Man, this life is unfair Okay, I'm parkin' lot pimpin', I got nothin' to lose And I'ma do this 'til I'm a hundred and two Why you tryna stunt when we stuntin' on you? I said I'm parkin' lot pimpin', I got nothin' to do And I'ma do this 'til I'm a hundred and two Why you tryna stunt when we stuntin' on you? Stuntin' in a Uber Yeah, bitch (Stuntin' on you) I'm stuntin' in a Uber (Stuntin' on you) Yeah, bitch (Stuntin' on you) I'm stuntin' in a Uber I'm readin' old Playboy magazines Somethin' from the 50's when the journalism had its peak You play the background, you just a member of the faculty I'm actually out here decision makin' Had to get my shit together, I was missin' payments I just pray to God that my lady isn't famous She threw the gown on and we hit the banquet She got her own story; just let the bitch explain it: [Open Verse] Okay, I'm parkin' lot pimpin', I got nothin' to lose And I'ma do this 'til I'm a hundred and two Why you tryna stunt when we stuntin' on you? I said I'm parkin' lot pimpin', I got nothin' to do And I'ma do this 'til I'm a hundred and two Why you tryna stunt when we stuntin' on you? Stuntin' in the Uber Yeah, bitch (Stuntin' on you) I'm stuntin' in a Uber (Stuntin' on you) Yeah, bitch (Stuntin' on you) I'm stuntin' in a Uber (Stuntin' on you)