Slab lyrics

by

Mac Miller


[Hook]
Throwing up a deuce and giving daps
Coming down the boulevard, just pouring slab
Throwing up a deuce and giving daps
Coming down the boulevard, just pouring slab
Throwing up a deuce and giving daps
Coming down the boulevard, just pouring slab

Say I’m so motherf*cking cold, you already know
Keep a bad b*tch and she blowing up my phone
But watch my marble floors
Everything I got, I got with my paper
My mama say she proud I’m in the skyscraper
And she pray I get a sit up with god later
Cause all the things I do I know I drive her crazy
When I’m rolling in my slab, n*ggas know they can’t compare
Why you try and give me dap, you don’t know me like that
All these women on me, I just pass them to my homies
Used to want them down Saucony's now Saucony probably know me
I’m steady coming down I can’t believe it baby
All these women in my city got in…lately
I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t me, baby
And if I said I ain’t be feeling like a king lately

[Hook]
Throwing up a deuce and giving daps
Coming down the boulevard, just pouring slab.
Throwing up a deuce and giving daps
Coming down the boulevard, just pouring slab
Throwing up a deuce and giving daps
Coming down the boulevard, just pouring slab
So how do you think if they fronting
They know that they can’t do it like me
And all of these women they know that these n*ggas
Don’t really be popping like me
And after they done for the n*ggas that done then they barely got money to eat
I’m sure that my n*ggas are caught in the same situation now look at a g
Showing and flashing the diamonds
But sh*t it ain’t really about that
But sure when you talking and they listen to every word
Like you was a prophet
And no ho I will not pay for no pus*y
I promise you won’t get a profit
Hard di*k and a piece of that bubble mint, that’s your profit
Ya b*tch ain’t better than my b*tch
Ya b*tch ain’t better than my b*tch
And if she is, I make my b*tch go and turn her into my b*tch
Ya b*tch ain’t better than my b*tch
Ya b*tch ain’t better than my b*tch
And if she is me and my b*tch go and turn her into our b*tch
Man she used to trick them lil n*ggas
I laced her up I put some pimp in her
And now she trickin all them big n*ggas
10k to go to dinner with her

[Hook]
Throwing up a deuce and giving daps
Coming down the boulevard, just pouring slab
Throwing up a deuce and giving daps
Coming down the boulevard, just pouring slab
Throwing up a deuce and giving daps
Coming down the boulevard, just pouring slab
[Z-ro]
Damn right I’m holding slab and throwing up the deuce
Now talking 2 franklers either b*tch, juicy out is blues
That’s right you think I’m pimping cause I receive money from prostitutes
That means I’ma feed my family, god damn right that’s what I gots to do
King of the ghetto entertainer, I’m the rapper plus the ceo
Since 2009, it been 10000 just to see me flow
Damn done broke my back just to be here, I make it look so easy though
If I get pulled over when I’m standing still
Mister officer you know you can kiss my ass for real
b*tch wipe your feet before you jump your ass in here
I drove …10 hours, just bring you leave all them bags in here
…phantom let the roof down and the Bentley let the roof back
I ball so long, not balling I can’t remember how to do that

[Hook]
Throwing up a deuce and giving daps
Coming down the boulevard, just pouring slab
Throwing up a deuce and giving daps
Coming down the boulevard, just pouring slab
Throwing up a deuce and giving daps
Coming down the boulevard, just pouring slab
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