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Mac Miller - Mansion Mac Lyrics

[Intro]
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[Verse]
I threw some spinners on the car, see 'em rotate when I'm parked
Say you hard, but deep down inside, you know who you are and who you aren't
My California crib, bitch, I'm Mansion Mac
So many white hoes at my shows, you'd think Hanson's back (Hanson's back)
I'm turnt up in a bucket hat
Smokin' blunts that look like Louisville Slugger bats
You nothin', buddy, can't fuck with none of my understudies
Fuck your money, your sister's slutty and plus your mother ugly
My blunt is chubby, America fuckin' love me
Even Juicy J be lookin' at me crazy when my cup is muddy
A little cocky, my hobby probably shoppin'
Armani, Givenchy, Versace bags on the Kawasaki
I'm droppin' shocking amounts and pissing off my accountant
Money's really nothin' but vacations and outfits
And cars, and big houses out in the mountains
Smokin' ounces, supermodels got us surrounded (Got us surrounded)

[Instrumental Outro]