Lyrics 448 By Mac Miller OnLine | Musica Rap

Mac Miller - 448 Lyrics

[Intro: DJ Clockwork]
Uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, ya
Uh-huh, huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, ya
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, ya
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, ya
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, ya
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, ya
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, ya
Uh-huh (Fuck, I lost my voice), uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah

[Verse 1: DJ Clockwork]
Smackin' asses 'til they wiggle
How'd I get myself in this pickle?
Dick Trickle, hoes racin' fast, tryna chase that issue
Who's the best? Point 'em out
Fresh kiwi, hold the sprouts
Shave the ice, lemonade, seeds, that's the chosen route
Life is what you make it, live that shit like you supposed to
We coastal
Crashin' hoes like Fogell
This ain't Superbad
Yo' ho, she sounds super mad
Yo' bitch showin' she super sad
My name is—ayy, ayy, hey, uh

[Chorus: DJ Clockwork]
It's 4:48, you ain't cuttin' the cantaloupe straight
It's 4:48, you ain't cuttin' the fuckin' apples right
It's 4:48, you ain't rinsin' the grapes off right
It's 4:48, you ain't takin' the kiwi right
It's 4:48, you ain't cuttin' the bananas straight
It's 4:48, you ain't bakin' the muffins right
Yo, it's 4;48, you ain't stuffin' the stuffin' right
Yo, it's 4:48, you ain't eatin' the peas right
Yo, it's 4;49, you ain't drinkin' the water right
Yo, it's 4:50 right now, and I'm out the booth
[Verse 2: Smoke Mo' Purp]
Woo, ha
I came with the motherfuckin' raps
Blowin' cocaine with a hundred dollar bill, Rice
Love to make a bitch ass clap, hit it from the back and I'm off that pill
Sprite with a fo', Edgar Allen Poe
Do a lot of blow, can't feel my face
Bitch, I'm chillin', MTV show killin'
Four million dollars in the bank, goddamn
Armani, Versace, Ducati, Bugatti
Last name Cash and my first name Johnny
I won't slap you, your bitch might
Yo, Willy Whips, what that dick like?
Polo hat, Polo chinos, Polo socks, Polo shirt
So many horses in my stable, the fact been out, been had polo first
My new rap name is Smoke Mo' Purp
Step in the club and hoes gon' twerk
I-I-I-I-I-I am fashion, am fashion
Yo' bitch hopped on the dick, and then she hopped on my bandwagon
That money, that's all mine, that pussy, that's all mine
You don't need to ask around, I'm the best rapper of all time