Madre elettrica

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Mac Miller & Plain English - Rap, Hip-Hop

Madre elettrica

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October 27, 2008.

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[Intro: Beedie, EZ Mac, Plain English & DJ Rated R] Yeah, yeah, yeah, man Ayo, you bring blunts? Yeah, I got a L, you got trees? (Haha, what up?) Yeah, you know I got the weed, man (Ah, this that smooth shit right here) Let's roll that shit up then (Hell yeah; aw, let me hit that though, yo) Summer, summertime, baby Ayo, you know the sun be out, I gotta go get my speeder on Some shorts and shit (Oh, man) Ayo (Let's do it), yo (How High: The Mixtape) [Verse 1: Beedie & Plain English] Ain't nothin' like them old summer days (Days) Chillin' with the crew, havin' girls come and play (Ayy, baby, what you doin'?) Hey, this summertime so fine to me Just find a dime, let the love start findin' me And kick back with the finest tree Dumb haze, sunshades in the shade got me blind to see So, yo, Pete, what it is? (What it is?; Haha) Shoutout to all my people out there workin' hard that wanna live Something's gotta give, 'cause in my time I've bust a lot of lids open What the problem is? You wanna start it with The Ill Spoken? What y'all smokin'? Probably on some dumb shit You ever show your face around here, I'm gon' punch it, who wants it? 'Cause I be on the type of shit that be real Posted up with a forty, meet me on Happy Hill (Hello) And I gotta say, you gotta recognize I ain't got shit to do today, so, yo, let's set the sky (Woo), it's How High (My man) [Chorus: EZ Mac & Beedie] We just chill, get high all day (Uh-huh), smoke all night (What you up to?) The same old shit (You know me, word) It's just the same old shit (Old shit, summertime) We just chill, get high all day (Okay), smoke all night (What you up to?) The same old shit (What you smokin' on?) It's just the same old shit ([?] smokin' song, let's go) [Verse 2: EZ Mac] So in the summer, the heat takes over, I wake slower With a whole bunch of purple like some Welch's grape soda (Yup) It ain't over 'til I say it is Every day I spit, releasin' tricks like the rabbit tryna play with kids (Woo) I stay lifted, where I'll try and remain Sooner or later, I'ma die in the flames You cry and complain (Bitch), crawl over and you lie in the shade 'Til I walk over and remove your eyes from your face (Ow) And just in case you droppin' murders like Mace did With some lame kicks, lookin' like a pair of K-Swiss I'ma Swiss cheese you up, and just leave you to die Pee in ya eyes, homie, I'ma leave you to fry In the heat of the summertime, bein' in the cover, I Peace to my peoples, y'all, I'll see you on the other side (One love) And with my brothers, I be posted on the porch With a big bag of tree and fresh pack of Ports (Of course) [Chorus: EZ Mac & Plain English] We just chill, get high all day (Okay), smoke all night (What you up to?) The same old shit (Yeah, yup, yeah, yup) It's just the same old shit (Yo, you know; get me outta my house) We just chill, get high all day (Okay), smoke all night (Yeah, yup) (What you up to?) The same old shit (Haha, yeah, muhfuckers) It's just the same old shit (Yo; Ill Spoken, Plain English) [Verse 3: Plain English] See, while these niggas on the same shit, we keep it movin' (Keep it movin') You already know what the fuck we be doin' I be groovin' to my summertime, smokin' shit Me, Malcolm, and B straight blokin' shit, so put it up (What?) I'm swingin' round a forty and a blunt, get crunk If you wanna get drunk, get drunk (Get drunk) Just let me bump, grab these speakers out the trunk As I rhyme fast best and speak my junk 'Cause I'm a young (What?), dumb, nigga full of cum Who be lookin' for ya girl, so I'll soon have none Yes, loaded with the gun, watchin' everybody run If I pull it out just for fun, up on the sun (Oh shit) with a cup of some ice (Yes) I'm waitin' for the world to fuckin' turn off the lights As I grip up the mic and bring this hot heat right 'Cause fire, I'm supplyin' ya Heads get scorched just like the Ghost Rider, but I sped on Lookin' for a spot to smoke piff on Come on, I'm stompin' like a mastodon Fuckin' summer, man, all seasons singin' the song They singin' along, but Mac, you gotta drop 'em the bomb It's like, yo [Chorus: EZ Mac & Plain English] We just chill, get high all day (Okay), smoke all night (What you up to?) The same old shit (Yo, throw me in the mix, man) It's just the same old shit (That's what I'm sayin', summertime; With my fuckin' lunatics, man) We just chill, get high all day (All day), smoke all night (What you up to?) The same old shit It's just the same old shit (Every day, every goddamn day) [Outro: Plain English, Beedie & EZ Mac] You already know the deal (Yessir) Sky High, fuckin' Ill Spoken, collabo'd out (What? What? What?) Makin' a new tribe, East End Empire (It's the summertime) Kill it ([?] get high, muhfuckers) Yeah, yuh (How high can you get?; Motherfuckers) Yeah, yuh, nigga (It's the summer, feel the heat; Motherfuckers) While you sleep, we creep in the streets (The Ill Spoken) Haha, just playin', let's go

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