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Datos de Mac Miller Nombre Verdadero: Malcolm James McCormickNombre Artístico: Mac MillerDonde Nació: Pittsburgh, Pensilvania, Estados UnidosFecha de Nacimiento: 19 de enero de 1992Muerte: 07 de septiembre de 2018 (26 años)Donde murió: California, Estados UnidosNacionalidad: EstadounidenseGénero(s): Hip hop, rapActividad: 2007 - 2018Instrumentos: VozOcupación: MC, raperoDisquera(s): Warner Bros RecordsOtros Nombres: Easy Mac, EZ Mac, Cam Rellim, Larry Fisherman, Larry Lovestein, The Velvet RevivalPágina Oficial: www.macmillerswebsite.comRedes Sociales:Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, YouTube .'
'. ¿Quién fue Mac Miller? Malcolm James McCormick, más conocido por su nombre artístico Mac Miller, fue un rapero estadounidense que nació en Pittsburgh, Pensilvania, Estados Unidos, el 19 de enero de 1992 y falleció el 7 de septiembre de 2018. También fue un músico autodidacta, tocaba el piano, el bajo, la guitarra y la batería. Ha destacado como productor bajo el seudónimo Larry Fisherman. Niñez, Juventud y Vida Familiar Hijo de Karen Meyers, una
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Mac Miller - When I Wake Up Lyrics


[Intro: The Nice Kid]
Yeah, Nice Kid, haha

[Verse 1: The Nice Kid]
When I wake up, first hit up the bro (Yeah)
Grab the keys, check my steeze and hit up the studio (Yeah)
Zig-Zags in zip-lock bags (Uh-huh)
Chuck Taylors, nice jeans and we rockin' snap backs (Snap backs)
I think we livin' great, gettin' money like robbery (Money)
[?] never know, he hates illegal policies (Yeah)
But it's chill, we stickin' with the palm trees (Palm trees)
Eyes low, like we ain't got no privacy (Nah-uh)
Stay fresh, ridin' with the broskis (Broskis)
All we do is blow trees, rap and stay low-key (Yeah)
Just drove by clean and they watchin' like HD (HD)
[?] like they in the same seat (Yeah)
Pockets full of good green, thirty thousand feet flyers (Flyers)
Private jet flights, a couple grand make the flyest (Yeah)
So broke, we could be livin' like pilots (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
When I wake up, when I, when I wake up

[Chorus: Mac Miller & The Nice Kid]
When I wake up, I just bake up
Every single day they get my cake up
When I wake up, I just bake up
Head to the barber to get a shape-up
When I wake up, I just bake up
Every single day they get my cake up
When I wake up, I just bake up
Head to the barber to get a shape-up (Okay)
[Verse 2: The Nice Kid]
I'll be so high when our music is the most dope (Ha)
Yes, in the sky, that's how we feel when we in [?]
Circlin' the city, get hoes and make dough (Dough)
They ain't never hit the 'Burgh or heard that's where rain glows
Rainbows what they seein' when they-when they blow smoke (Smoke)
[?] when I think they [?]
[?] that green like I had a nose cone (Ahem)
Haters [?] when they see that Taylor Gang logo, oh
I got a feelin' higher than a daze (Daze)
Dressin' like a scholar with some black Chuck Tay's (Chucks)
We recordin' in the sky, now we up in outer space (Yeah)
I got it goin' on, now we goin' up on stage (Ayy)
Wait, I got school in the a.m. (Mornin')
Forget it, this a classic in the makin' (Haha)
I'm up and gone, get ready for the weekend (Weekend)
When I wake up, when I, when I wake up

[Chorus: Mac Miller]
When I wake up, I just bake up
Every single day they get my cake up
When I wake up, I just bake up
Head to the barber to get a shape-up
When I wake up, I just bake up
Every single day they get my cake up
When I wake up, I just bake up
Head to the barber to get a shape-up (Uh, look, yeah)
[Verse 3: Mac Miller]
Smoke an indo, gotta keep my brim low
Car fillin' with smoke, rollin' up the windows
Find a chick to give me neck like a lymph node
In the south now, ridin' in the six-four
Yeah, six-four like Nintendo
I keep it real, you got that fake-ass pretend flow
This my job, no hourly wage
Just a lifetime supply of the sour and haze
They try and tell me that I should probably stay in school
Play it cool, but I tend to just break the rules
On my way to college, nah, bitch, April Fool's
Yeah, I'm comin', better make some room

[Chorus: Mac Miller]
When I wake up, I just bake up
Every single day they get my cake up
When I wake up, I just bake up
Head to the barber to get a shape-up
When I wake up, I just bake up
Every single day they get my cake up
When I wake up, I just bake up
Head to the barber to get a shape-up

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