b*tch I Make That Booty Go lyrics

by

Mac Miller



[Intro]
Get the f*ck outta my face
Byah (Heh)

[Verse 1]
I wake up, rub my eyes, dry vomit on my shirt
The light bulb goes off, my conscience is alert
My ex-girl hate me and the talkin' never work
My demons have no reason and that monster be the worst
Who lived this life well? I'm possibly the first
Got a saga, back by popular demand, I been a honest man
All my life, it's just the real, it ain't the wrong or right
You think the b*tches wanna f*ck you 'cause your songs is nice?
Blood stains on my shirt, musta had a awesome night
Reincarnate Ray Charles before he lost his sight
I'm on the mic like Jordan Nikes, try to sell my soul
But the devil broke, he can't afford the price
Shootin' pornos, havin' boogie nights
You a cookie-cutter motherf*cker, pus*y type
Sometimes I feel so blue, but I'm still lookin' white
sh*t, I'm just like you, you said you just like who?
Well, I bust right through
Like a nut when you love life too much in a plush white suit
Shine, what the f*ck lights do
And my wife just like her pus*y 'cause she uptight too
Bro, this my crib, where I live, who the f*ck invite you?
I'm a fat b*tch addict, love my plus-sized boo
I told her roll over that roll over, that's fun time two
Don't get it twisted 'cause these b*tches' b*tches love dykes too
I pulled up, pulled out, soon as I c*m, I'm through, sh*t
[Hook]
This, is, the hook
(Yeah) This, is, the hook
(Yeah) This, is (Yeah), the hook
(Yeah) This, is, the hook
(Yeah)

[Verse 2]
Nobody guardin' this, had it locked up before I started it
Retarded sh*t, kinda like my father but don't Mark a bit
You see, I make it then they market it
Parked the whip in San Diego, findin' out where Carmen lives
These are my hungover thoughts, I'm so ashamed in Notre Dame
With a hunched over walk, yeah
I like my b*tches when they f*ck more than talk
And have the halos of an angel hidden up in a box
This evil is the easel that we paint upon
And those divas ain't no divas with no make-up on
I'm in the bed, she give me head like, "What's takin' long?"
I'm like, "It's hard to finish when this f*ckin' Drake is on"
But it's my favorite song, I'm concentrated on the chord change
My impure brain, take it all the way, ignore pain
"Why you suck my di*k like it's a chore, babe?"
I'ma turn these kids into a short stain
I'm too nice, always givin' you what you like
You can trust me, I'm like Dudley, I always do right
b*tches love me, must be the money, I'm on it tonight
Get the action then send her packed on a JetBlue flight
And nobody wanna f*ck with a legend, I be on my sh*t
On a trip twenty-four seven, if you scared, go to church
I'm the God, I'm the Reverend
Most Dope be the squad that I'm reppin', sh*t
[Hook]
This, is, the hook
(Yeah) This, is, the hook
(Yeah) This, is, the hook
This, is, the ****

[Pre-Bridge]
Well, get ready
(Here comes the bridge)
Ooh, I hope you're ready
(Here comes the bridge)
Ooh, I hope you're ready, ready
(Here comes the bridge)
I hope you're ready
(Here comes the bridge)
Let's go

[Bridge]
I can sing a song if you want me to sing a song (Woo)
I can sing a song if you want me to sing a song (Say somethin' mean to 'em, baby)
I can sign a song if you want me to sing a song, ooh
I can sign a song if you want me to sing a song
I can sing a song for ya (Keep goin')
If you want me to sing a song, I can sign a song for ya, hey, hey (Woo)
If you want me to sing a song, I can sign a song for ya, hey, hey, hey (Woo)
If you want me to sing a song, I can sign a song for ya, hey, hey
If you want me to sing a song, I can sign a song, you can sign along
[Outro]
Yeah
This that motherf*ckin' real sh*t
Only givin' you that real sh*t
This that motherf*ckin' real sh*t
Real sh*t, this that real sh*t
Real sh*t, this that real sh*t
Real sh*t, this that, this that real sh*t
Real sh*t, this that motherf*ckin' real sh*t
That real sh*t, this that motherf*ckin' real sh*t
That real sh*t that I told you 'bout
The real sh*t, real sh*t
This that motherf*ckin' real sh*t, real sh*t
Are you ready for some real sh*t?
That real sh*t, this that motherf*ckin' real sh*t, woo
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