Break the Law lyrics

by

Lil B


[Intro: Juicy J]
Get high, breakin' laws
Get high, breakin' laws

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Yeah
Okay, I wake up with the taste of pus*y still in my mouth
b*tch in my bed, homegirl still asleep on the couch
My head is bangin' like Metallica, swallow a bottle of Advil up
Then head back to the bedroom where she suck me dry like
Dracula
It's The Young Miraculous Mister Love-to-Grab-His-Nuts
Never let a b*tch inside, f*ck her in the Acura
Aurora borealis with the shine, my aura gorgeous
Dinner with 40 courses, bunch of horny whores who fornicate
To formulate a fortune, more in the race of horses, I am
My homies got my back, they all Verizon (A-a-a-and?)
I bring this to you la-la-la-la-la-la-live, man
You gon' need at least five hands to hold my finance
I am fe, fi, fo, fum, the giant
The best thing out of Pittsburgh since Clemente with the Pirates
I tell 'em, "Shhh, this middle finger sign for silence"
Ain't a f*ckin' way I'm keepin' quiet

[Chorus: Mac Miller & Juicy J]
Yeah
I been ridin' through the city, blowin' smoke out the window (Yeah)
Cops is on patrol, they lookin' out for all the crim'nals (Woo)
I been a lot of things, I ain't never been a b*tch though (No)
Rules to the game (Yeah,) you know how this sh*t go (Let go)
Get money, f*ck the system, break the law (Break the law)
Get money, f*ck the system, break the law (Hell yeah)
Get money, f*ck the system, break the law (Break the law)
Oh no (Break-break, break-break the law)
La, la, la (Let's go)
[Verse 2: Mac Miller & Juicy J]
So many people told me that I wouldn't be sh*t, but now I walk
Around with money and my hand on my di*k, I think I'm special
I'm drinkin' whiskey out the bottle 'til I black out
One million, two million, sh*t, I'm losin' track now
(Yeah) Comin' to you live inside the crack house
Started with a dub and then I made it to a half ounce
Then I turned it to a pound (Wow,) turned that to a house (Wow)
Turned that to a career, how the f*ck did I get here? (Woo)
Spendin' all your time just gettin' high will drive you crazy
(Crazy) I killed the game like Jeffrey Dahmer did the '80s
Speedin' down the freeway gettin' head in my Mercedes
Givin' me all of this money was crazy, shoulda known better, no pressure
Dope seller, smarter than your professor
Hoes, I don't stress her, put a b*tch down like Old Yeller
The flow's stellar, stella ella ola
Have you ever been? sh*t, I pro'bly could've been the president

[Chorus: Mac Miller & Juicy J]
Yeah
I been ridin' through the city, blowin' smoke out the window
Cops out on patrol, they lookin' out for all the criminals
I been a lot of things, but I ain't never been a b*tch though
Rules to the game, you know how this sh*t go
Get money, f*ck the system, break the law (Break the law)
Get money, f*ck the system, break the law (Hell yeah)
Get money, f*ck the system, break the law (Break the law)
Oh no (Break-break, break-break the law)
La, la, la, la
[Outro: Juicy J & Mac Miller]
Get money, f*ck the system, break the law (Break the law)
Get money, f*ck the system, break the law (Break the law)
Get money, f*ck the system, break the law (Break the law) (La, la, la, la, la)
Break the law, break-break, break-break the law (La-la-la-la)
Break the law (La-la-la, la-la-la, la, la)
Break the law (La-la-la, la-la-la, la, la)
Break the law (La-la-la, la-la-la, la, la)
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
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