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Mac Miller - Dollar Signs Lyrics

[Interlude: Mac Miller & Unknown]
Without a doubt
Yeah, what are your favorite songs actually? I'm curious
Oh we’re here?
This is it?
Yeah this is it
Okay, we got to go

[Intro: Alan Reed, Mel Blanc & Mac Miller]
"They sure work hard, don't they, Barney?"
"Yeah, I hate to see them work so hard"
"Yeah, me too"
"Um, let's go around back where we can't see 'em"
Three, two, one

[Chorus 1]
Yeah, I'ma show you how to do this right
I'ma show you how to do this right (Please don't stop the groove)
I'ma show you how to do this right
I'ma show you how to do this right (Nothin' you can't do)
Yeah, I'ma show you how to do this right
I'ma show you how to do this right (All you need is love)
Yeah, I'ma show you how to do this right
I'ma show you how to do this right (Get busy)

[Post-Chorus]
La, da-da, da-da (Got too much money on yo' mind)
La-da-da-de-da, da-da-da (Got too much money on 'yo mind, dollar signs)
Da, da-da, da-da (Dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar signs, got too much money on yo' mind, got too much money on yo' mind)
La-da-da-da, la-da-da-da (Dollar signs, dollar, dollar signs)
[Interlude]
Stop! (Woo)
Okay, go

[Verse 1]
Stock goin' up, I'm a CEO
If ya shit ain't hot, I'ma let ya know
I ain't poppin' molly, but the boy's on a motherfuckin' roll
(Herе we go again) Yeah, okay, Mac be nimblе, Mac be quick
Mac been a mack since '96
Got a bitch showin' tits for a line to sniff
Shit, I just came back from an acid trip, goddamn
Fat spliff in my hands, sellin' crack to the kids like it's legal
And my bitch so bad that she evil
Got me feelin' like a motherfuckin' Beatle
I swear to God, I'm a god
My brain and the pain get lost
Ain't a thing to a motherfuckin' pimp though
Out of control, nuts hangin' out the window (Motherfucker crazy)
I'm a dog, get rabies
Fuck the cost, I'm a baller, I'm McGrady

[Refrain]
Shine bright, give the moon its light
I'ma show you how to do this right, motherfucker
[Chorus 1]
Yeah, I'ma show you how to do this right
I'ma show you how to do this right (Please don't stop the groove)
I'ma show you how to do this right
I'ma show you how to do this right (Nothin' you can't do)
Yeah, I'ma show you how to do this right
I'ma show you how to do this right (All you need is love)
Yeah, I'ma show you how to do this right
I'ma show you how to do this right (Get busy)

[Post-Chorus]
La, da-da, da-da
La-da-da-de-da, da-da-da
Da, da-da, da-da
La-da-da-da, la-da-da-da

[Chorus 2]
I got money in my hands, so she wrapped around my finger
Yeah, they love me, I don't love 'em
Yeah, they love me, I don't love 'em
All of this money in my hand, got bitches wrapped around my finger
Yeah, they love me, I don't love 'em (Yeah)
Yeah, they love me, I don't love 'em (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
It go: lights, camera, little bit of action
Good vibration, a little satisfaction
Feel the music (Uh), let it happen (Uh)
Introducin' (Uh) the main attraction (Uh)
My brain relaxed and (Uh), I'm in my zone
Take you on a trip, then I, I bring it home
I'ma show you how to do this right
I'ma put you in that mood you like
But get it wit' it though
Cool as ice, motherfucker, smooth criminal
Tell me how you feel, baby, I don't do subliminals
Feelin' invincible, I'm feelin' invincible
Always on "Go," the condition on "Critical"
She my favorite flower inside the garden
Get me high, let me blow yo' mind, it's that bomb shit
We fly 'til we die, it's unconscious
Girl, I put that pussy in a coffin, dead
[Refrain]
Yeah, I shine bright, give the moon its light
I'ma show you how to do this right, motherfucker

[Chorus 1]
I'ma show you how to do this right
I'ma show you how to do this right (Please don't stop the groove)
I'ma show you how to do this right
I'ma show you how to do this right (Nothin' you can't do)
Yeah, I'ma show you how to do this right
I'ma show you how to do this right (All you need is love)
Yeah, I'ma show you how to do this right
I'ma show you how to do this right (Get busy)

[Post-Chorus]
La, da-da, da-da
La-da-da-de-da, da-da-da
Da, da-da, da-da
La-da-da-da, la-da-da-da

[Chorus 2]
I got money in my hands, so she wrapped around my finger
Yeah, they love me, I don't love 'em
Yeah, they love me, I don't love 'em
All of this money in my hand, got bitches wrapped around my finger
Yeah, they love me, I don't love 'em
Yeah, they love me, I don't love 'em, no

[Outro]
Yeah, good mornin'
Good mornin'
Don't sleep
Don't sleep