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Lil Dicky - Mr. McAdams (Official Music Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Dicky
Lil Dicky
Vocals
benny blanco
benny blanco
Programming
Chill Pill
Chill Pill
Keyboards
Lex
Lex
Keyboards
Marko Penn
Marko Penn
Background Vocals
Ryan Baharloo
Ryan Baharloo
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Burd
David Burd
Lyrics
Benjamin Levin
Benjamin Levin
Composer
Sidney Swift
Sidney Swift
Composer
Alexander C. Goodwin
Alexander C. Goodwin
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lil Dicky
Lil Dicky
Recording Engineer
benny blanco
benny blanco
Producer
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Chill Pill
Chill Pill
Producer
Lex
Lex
Producer
Migui Maloles
Migui Maloles
Mixing Engineer
Michael John Gove
Michael John Gove
Recording Engineer
Kevin Peterson
Kevin Peterson
Assistant Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

You don't even care about me Tell me why I care about you This ain't the movies, but I think that you're the one Rachel, let me be your Mr. McAdams (Mr. McAdams) Rachel, they gon' call me Mr. McAdams (Mr. McAdams) I'll take your name girl, facts It's insanely farfetched I ain't playing, why you think I've been rapping? To be Mr. McAdams, say yes Don't lie to me, don't lie to me, don't lie You think I'm fucking sick You think I lost my shit You think I'm weird AF But that endearing freckle upon your chin is too much I got a freckle on my face too, I know you've dated Taylor Kitsch (huh) And I know you've seen Ryan Gosling's dick (skrrt) Oh, girl, I don't know it all, girl I just wanna take you to a ball, have a ball girl Valet will call me Mr. McAdams Rachel, they gon' call me Mr. McAdams I'll take your name girl, facts It's insanely farfetched I ain't playing, why you think I've been rapping? To be Mr. McAdams, say yes (hey, hey, hey) Are you a blonde or brunette? You pull 'em both off like socks in a bed (hey) Notebook even had a little bit of red (true) I don't why I'm telling you why about your hair (uh) You would know best, you was there, it's your hair (stupid) Girl, I confess that I suck dick (ayy) Not suck dick like gave head (nah) I'm just bad at doing this shit (ayy) Girl, just let me prove that I'm him (please) Heard you're 5'4" I bet you ain't even know that's my ideal height (ayy) I'm six foot (ay), eh, 5'11", I'm 5'10" (oh) Friends say I'm funny (yeah) And I got fans too so I can relate to this being off-putting (sorry) But I just know you'd like what I could give (swerve) Imagine guac without no chips (ooh) Imagine me up at your door (ayy) Out of nowhere, what would you say? What would we do? (Ayy) Probably be weird Too much buildup (uh), too much presh Or maybe we would fuck like rabbits Maybe I'm your Brad Pitt Fuck Brad Pitt, don't think about him Mr. McAdams (Mr. McAdams) Rachel, they gon' call me Mr. McAdams (Mr. McAdams) I'll take your name girl, facts It's insanely farfetched I ain't playing, why you think I've been rapping? To be Mr. McAdams, say yes You don't even care about me Tell me why I care about you This ain't the movies, but I think that you're the one Rachel, let me be your Mr. McAdams (McAdams)
Writer(s): Alexander Coburn Goodwin, David Burd, Benny Blanco, Sydney Swift Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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