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Mac Miller - Living All Of Your Dreams Lyrics

[Intro: Mack Maine]
Food for Thought
Woodee, do me a favor, mane
Call the club, tell 'em I need a hundred bottles of [?]
Before we even get there
I got fifty bag ya digss with me, ya heard, man? (Ah)
Leggo

[Chorus: Mac Miller & Mack Maine]
Ridin' up to your party (Uh)
Smokin' all of your weed (Weed)
Fuckin' all of your bitches (Bitches)
Poppin' all of these beans (Uh)
Takin' all of your money (Money)
Sippin' all of this lean (Yeah)
Don't be mad at this pimpin', we just livin' all of your dreams

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
My mind is gone, tell a motherfucker, "Take me further now"
Everything is purple when you live inside a circus town
Blunts by the boxes and it's nothin' but that chronic
Like it's Dr. Dre in '92, Benzo what I climb into
So astronomical, my story come in chronicles
Money, got a pocket full, my bitch, she make the honor roll
College hoes love to swallow whole, tell 'em, "Drop it low"
Workin' 'til I die so I can be out somewhere tropical
Nothin' that I wear is cheap, master suite, that's where I sleep
Girls, I like 'em classy, readin' books and fuck with Meryl Streep
Rappers try, but I guarantee that they'll get two of these
Bitches know, come up to a Mac and get your pussy pleased
[Chorus: Mac Miller, Mack Maine & Both]
We ridin' up to your party (Party)
Smokin' all of your weed (Weed)
Fuckin' all of your bitches (Bitches)
Poppin' all of these beans (Beans)
Takin' all of your money (Money)
Sippin' all of this lean (Hahaha)
Don't be mad at this pimpin', we just livin' all of your dreams
(We) Ridin' up to your party (Party; yeah)
Smokin' all of your weed (Weed)
Fuckin' all of your bitches (Bitches; haha)
Poppin' all of these beans (Beans; [?])
Takin' all of your money (Money; rich gang, nigga)
Sippin' all of this lean (Lean; Bitch, I'm Mack Maine)
Don't be mad at this pimpin', we just livin' all of your dreams

[Verse 2: Mack Maine]
Aight, I hustle, hustle like the rent was due yesterday
Muscle car got more muscles than a heavyweight
I take these bitches breath away resuscitate
And the weed I'm smokin' strong, that's pepper spray
That's strong, pussy walls I interior decorate
All the police ever say is, "Stay behind the yellow tape"
AK to your nose, make them niggas call you Leatherface
Turn you to a vegetable, then cut you up like carrot cake
It's Mack Maine YMCM (Uh), creepin' with ya BM (Uh)
Wait, we just had a moment (Hold up), that's that carpe diem
Condo look like coliseum, main bitch look like hallelujah
She go green, she don't eat meat, she recycle to stop pollution
She like girls and I like girls, ménage à trois, we don't do twosomes
And you can bet she swallow when I come to a conclusion
It's Mack Maine in this mahfucker with champagne in this mahfucker
Me and Wayne ain't worried about a damn thang in this mahfucker, we
[Chorus: Mac Miller & 2 Chainz]
Ridin' up to your party (Party)
Smokin' all of your weed (Weed)
Fuckin' all of your bitches (Bitches)
Poppin' all of these beans (Beans)
Takin' all of your money (Money)
Sippin' all of this lean (Hahaha)
Don't be mad at this pimpin', we just livin' all of your dreams
(We) Ridin' up to your party
Smokin' all of your weed
Fuckin' all of your bitches (Bitches)
Poppin' all of these beans (Uh)
Takin' all of your money (Money)
Sippin' all of this lean (Uh)
Don't be mad at this pimpin', we just livin' all of your dreams (2 Chainz)

[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
This that classic flow, this that type of shit people be askin' for
Take your shoes off, this that special floor
Make 'em kiss my testicles
Bounce on this dick like it's a sixty-four
[?] like a mistletoe
Point missiles at your car door, back door, front door
I'm ridin' a Gallardo
I fuck with bitches that'll put you on [?] (Damn)
Pocket full of brick [?], hit you when I get there
They ask me, am I the shit, I had to tell 'em, "Shit, yeah" (Tell 'em)
When there I ain't sit there what I spent there was your rent fare
Mink coat like a pimp wear
Take your bitch when I wink at her (Bro)
Kill your ass in a pink sweater
Niggas know not to fuck with me
Drinkin' lean with my pinky out like it's a cup of tea
[Chorus: Mac Miller]
Ridin' up to your party (Party)
Smokin' all of your weed (Weed)
Fuckin' all of your bitches (Bitches)
Poppin' all of these beans (Beans)
Takin' all of your money (Money)
Sippin' all of this lean (Hahaha)
Don't be mad at this pimpin', we just livin' all of your dreams
(We) Ridin' up to your party (Party)
Smokin' all of your weed (Weed)
Fuckin' all of your bitches (Bitches)
Poppin' all of these beans (Beans)
Takin' all of your money (Money)
Sippin' all of this lean (Lean)
Don't be mad at this pimpin', we just livin' all of your dreams (Dreams)

[Outro: Mack Maine, Mac Miller, 2 Chainz, Mack Maine & Mac Miller]
Pussy walls I interior decorate (Livin' all of your dreams)
2 Chainz (Bitch, we livin' all of your dreams)
Oh, we dream it up (What we do)
We live that shit (We live it)
You mad as fuck (But what?)
But we don't give a shit, nigga
Huh, a Mac Miller boy, a titty boy, boy
A Mac Mizzle boy, a 2 Chainz boy
A Mac Miller nigga, a Mac Mizzle nigga, yeah
What up, Tune? I see you
What up, [?]? You understand me? What up, Flow?
Mills, Gutta, Stunna, you know
What up, [?]? We out here [?]