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    Goosebumpz

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    Goosebumpz
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      About "Goosebumpz"

      Lyrics for Mac Miller - "Goosebumpz"

      Better act right cos I smack dykes
      Give em blow and a bit of that bagpipe
      Bitch wanna live that rap life
      But I already hit that last night
      Think you're fucking with me huh?
      Must be hitting that crack-pipe
      I be making my money
      Thank God I learned how to act right
      My cash like that cocaine
      Give me more, say give me more
      Don't worry about it, ain't no thing
      Big titty hoes in my videos
      Classy bitch, don't kiss and tell
      Smack her ass and then wish her well
      Life sucks, better give em hell
      Get money, fuck girls, free Biggavel
      A million in my briefcase
      Gotta shop for some real estate
      Up at the party with drugs though
      Turn it up, bitch feel the bass
      Throwing money, in your face
      Feeling good, living great
      Bad bitches in different states
      It's like I think I'm Vincent Chase
      With pornstars, sports cars
      And my crib got a courtyard?
      How we get all this money though?
      You know how big his tours are?
      Greedy bitch, you a needy bitch
      Want some money, but need some dick
      And my belt monogram
      When I die bet she fuck my hologram though
      When I die bet she fuck my hologram though
      When I die bet she fuck my hologram
      When I die bet she fuck my hologram
      My hologram

      We in my black Benz, windows up
      Getting head, smoking blunts
      Everybody know what's up
      And I turn them girls to sluts
      Crib's like a mob boss
      My bitch get my car washed
      We don't stop, my dick out, her jaw drop

      Cause all we do is fuck f-f-fuck-fuck
      All she wanna do is fuck f-f-fuck-fuck
      All she- all she wanna do is fuck f-f-fuck-fuck
      All she wanna do is fuck f-f-fuck-fuck
      Fuck

      Don't I look like a drug dealer?
      Don't I look like I'm somebody
      Killing beats with that Murder Inc
      Don't I look like I'm Irv Gotti
      Riding through with my hippy van
      You broke bitches don't give a damn
      You softer than the Michelin man
      Your bitch put her pussy on Instagram
      Better go hard when my flow start
      They brand new with they old cars
      Your pockets is on low carbs
      She do a show, she a pornstar
      In the penthouse, with the pants down
      With the camera out, no hands now
      Them hard drugs, we don't ran out
      Can't believe that's someone's grand child
      She's so bad but i like it (like it)
      Wanna hear your pussy I'll mic it
      My credit card bill is righteous but
      Girl that ass is so priceless
      Spend the night with
      The right bitch
      My dick ill, my pipe sick
      Small pussy, tight fit
      She loves to sniff that white shit
      Fuck free, no charge
      I play with that pussy like Mozart
      Eat that pussy, I won't starve
      Love the pussy with my whole heart
      Bitch named Layla my Clapton ho
      Gimme head put the benz in captain mode
      And my belt monogram
      When I die bet she fuck my hologram though
      When I die bet she fuck my hologram though
      When I die bet she fuck my hologram though

      We in my black Benz, windows up
      Getting head, smoking blunts
      Everybody know what's up
      And I turn them girls to sluts
      Crib's like a mob boss
      My bitch get my car washed
      We don't stop, my dick out, her jaw drop

      Cause all we do is fuck f-f-fuck-fuck
      All she wanna do is fuck f-f-fuck-fuck
      All she- all she wanna do is fuck f-f-fuck-fuck
      All she wanna do is fuck f-f-fuck-fuck
      Fuck

      SONGWRITERS:
      Malcolm McCormick
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