What Do You Do(feat. Sir Michael Rocks) (Explicit)

Mac Miller、Sir Michael Rocks - What Do You Do (Explicit)
This tambourine
Shaker
Man I think I'm Eric Andre
Man I think I'm Louis C K
Man I think so therefore I am man It's ８AM
Man my mind is an emporium of cute naked h*es
My brother one of the only ones I can confide in
It ain't no water in the pool go 'head and dive in
Dive in
I toot my horn I blow my bugle I recycle
I say free beluga whales on YouTube what do you do
Okay
The p***y like trouble 'cause I'm in it often
A d**g habit like Philip Hoffman will probably put me in a coffin
But down the slope in my toboggan
Three day delirium gettin' weirder than Austin
Now it's seven in the morning this rapper life is so boring
Still at it the d**g absorbent endorphin addict yeah
The evil follow me I got a devil magnet
I know a b***h who'll let you f**k her for Coachella passes
Oh so pompous the ambiance
You remind me of the lobby of the Mondrian
I saw you meditatin' get your Gandhi on
If she got that stank puss then I won't be long
Never lose your mind 'cause insanity is brutal
Life is just like college all you have's your noodle
Mirror mirror on the wall I'm staring at a dead man
Me and Mikey go back like Bron-Bron's headbands
The white American hiding from the Aryan
New Tibetan Mastiff and he hate it when you stare at 'I'm
Jump in the jacuzzi on
Yeah
Say I f**k witchu the long way
I love you more than Kanye love Kanye
And I'm a
Slave to the W I don't hang with losers
I'm in the suburbs doin' drive-by's on Razor scooters
It's my first try swear I got a third eye
It's work time I sell the coke to students out in Irvine
Ehh coming off the high listening to Jamiroquai
Why we go through hell when we tryna get to paradise
It's like we ain't scared of death but we scared of life
It's like we shootin' for the stars but we scared of heights
I'm in-doors pair of gym shorts with the Sith Lord
We might go bowling later maybe play Connect ４
Get high f**k her with the Tech Deck
Callin' local middle schools and send in some death threats
Hey look
When I tell you this I mean this seriously from the bottom of my heart
I need the briefcase in １５ minutes
Or everybody's finished
I love my powder white prefer my b***hes black
I'm gettin' lit with Dah you don't see us in the back
No longer little Mac a briefcase with a million cash
Oh yeah
Let me off at the top
Let me off at the top
Let me off at the top
Let me off at the top
Let me off at the top
Let me off at the top
Let me off at the top
Let me off at the top
Let me off at the top
We can keep ridin' for now
Let me off at the top
The road keeps windin' around
Let me off at the top
Oh I'm high as the clouds
Let me off at the top
Hey motherf**ker shut your motherf**kin' mouth
Yeah
Sure they're terrific athletes