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Mac Miller - Willie Dynamite Lyrics

[intro]
you're a hard man to reach, willie dynamite!
"i wanna rap"
go right ahead

[mac miller - verse 1]
girls ask me for that willie d
that's how i know they feeling me
it's simple see, the pimping be
what got these bitches clipped to me
you maybe at the game, i guarantee you, we in different seats
i seen you in the nosebleeds, but where i'm at, that isn't cheap
in the benz, in a jeep, make a million in a week
taking off her clothes 'fore i begin to speak like gimme cheeks
been to london, been to france, go there if you get the chance
been to amsterdam, hit the club, hell no i didn't dance
rolled around a little, smoked the weed, seen the red lights
ain't f-ck a prostitute but the head nice, get right
from here on to the next life, relax and sip that red stripe
the way i spend this money you would think i had an ex-wife
bitches love the lead pipe, the 'burgh word to ken rice
new place every day, what i would give to just have 10 nights
yeah right, 'bout to drop an album, hope to blow your mind
tryna reach a level where no music is put over mine

[hook x2]
girls ask me for that willie d
girls ask me for that willie d
what does it mean to keep your pimp hand strong?
live it up cause you don't live that long
or am i wrong?

[mac miller - verse 2]
it's young macintosh, tell you bout that sabotage
travelling through germany, word to david hasselhoff
back and forth, kill 'em softly
bitches like to f-ck em doggy
probably off some molly got me turning into polygons
on and on, djs putting on my song
people say i talk too long
killing every single track, the god is on
they cheering with their pom-poms, buying what i got on
straight gold, find me f-ckin silver with my long john
tom tom, direct me to that money please
where's funds? f-ckin dumb, get your grades
and i know in god we trust, but how much do they trust in me?
enough to be a f-ckin beast on beats, yeah
shit is so disgustingly amazing
bitches out the playpen, you f-ck your hand asking
"how much money can i fit into this rubberband?"
hustling, throw your ass right inside a garbage can
excuse my french, that's just how i talk if i was russell brand
know that i'm the f-cking man
play my shit for three days
"all i make is hits, call me t-pain!"
sicker than if she gave me aids, plus some teeth decay
then she stole my condom, try to auction it on ebay
talk a little shit man, probably thought he diss me
bitch please, i just ate out monica lewinsky
yeah, i've taught her about some
had her crying about her father
then i busted in her face while she told me it's an honor
we just politickin, finger-licking on my chicken
got a way with words, words, words
word to charles dickens
i wrote this on the shitter using toilet-paper
put your head inside the water, enjoy the flavor

yeah bitch, you know how i drive
don't cut me off man! f-ck you!

[hook]
(uh) the girls ask me for that willie d
(uh) the girls ask me for that willie d
what does it mean to keep your pimp hand strong?
live it up cause you don't live that long
or am i wrong?

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Posted By Aminudin to Free Lyrics at 10/01/2011 05:46:00 AM