Mac Miller

Dig That
[Intro: Cam'Ron] Another 7 AM session with Mac, high as a mutherfucker man Edward EG just walked in, waddup baller! Mac Miller in the building! Lemme tell you this lil story Though real quick, about this ho Excuse me ma, about this chick This how it went down tho: [Verse 1: Cam'Ron] Baby says she sick of me, sick of me, you kidding me? Fuck the fuckery, you comfort me, you diggin me? Not Scooby Doo, boo-boo, no mystery Not school, but I tell you the history Wanted me to wife her, I just want to pipe her Only gave her cab fare, I wouldn't white-Nik'd her Baby won't quit tho, she a fighter I'm like "God damn, it was just a one-nighter" Don't know what I said to her But now, the girl I'm deadin her Caught the vapors, Schwarzenegger never seen this Predator Venus a competitor, my cream and my cheddar-ar See more tennis than Venus, Serena and Federer Sergio Tacchinni Lamborghini, man etc If life feels like a movie, I'll truly be your editor Cam did it, your man live it, I ran with it 2 thousand dollar sweater Songtexte [Hook: Mac Miller] I tell 'em oh yeah, muthafucker, oh yeah I'm getting money with my homies, yeah you know I'm gon share Might get hard, I don't care, I ain't goin nowhere, I ain't scared I got my peoples and they iller than yours is So can you dig that? (dig that dig that) Can you dig that? (dig that dig that) [Verse 2: Mac Miller] I must admit it, I'm just iller than most This business, I get up in it, like I'm pimpin' these hoes All these that you people love, go 'head give em a toast Because if they ain't here tomorrow you gon miss em the most Now I'm livin' pretty good, yeah some would say phenomenal All about my net like it's a goalie in a soccer goal Accomplished the impossible, my dreams they seemed illogical They ain't about that essay paper, I'm a tell 'em adios Pass the phone bastards muthafucker, shouts to Vado too Shmutty hoes been told me that they love me, that ain't nothin' new Yeah that's nice you know my Twitter, no I ain't gone follow you You prostitute, dirty bitch, I'll throw you down the laundry shoot Like bada bing, bada boom, diamond rings, designer shoes Finer things I like to do, London, France, and China too Got a crib that got a view, above my yard that got a pool Prolly tryna find me shit, too bad, I tell em: [Hook] Aus Songtexte Mania