ミュージックビデオ

特集

クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mac Miller
Mac Miller
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeremy Kulousek
Jeremy Kulousek
Songwriter
Jona Bechtolt
Jona Bechtolt
Songwriter
Khaela Maricich
Khaela Maricich
Songwriter
E. Dan
E. Dan
Songwriter
Malcolm McCormick
Malcolm McCormick
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
E. Dan
E. Dan
Mixing Engineer
ID Labs
ID Labs
Producer
Big Jerm
Big Jerm
Recording Engineer

歌詞

One day, leggo One day, I'ma be so rich, that I can buy my moms a house Have a living room with a big TV and I'ma still sleep on the couch I'ma have 'em like Oy vey, holy cow, oh my god, wow Oy vey, holy cow, oh my god, wow It seems I'm getting fresher every time they turn around like Oy vey, holy cow, oh my god, wow Hey, walking out the crib with a smile on my face Superhero, utility belt tied around my waist Tryna be next, quicker than the reflex Tanning down in Key West Every class recess N-n-n-ow my pockets deeper than your V-neck Hoes up on my dick 'cause I look like Ryan Seacrest I'm buzzing like a bee's nest Stay up out my bees wax My people like to party, so inform us where the freaks at Living out my dream, people still sleeping The best night of your life, but we do this every weekend Life couldn't get better, I hope it lasts forever When I spit my they gon' remember every letter like Day in, and day out We tryna get this cake now You think you fly? Just wait until I pull my cape out Hey, life is good don't waste it We ha-ha-ha-ha laughing at the looks on they faces One day, I'ma be so rich, that I can buy my moms a house Have a living room with a big TV and I'ma still sleep on the couch I'ma have 'em like Oy vey, holy cow, oh my god, wow Oy vey, holy cow, oh my god, wow It seems I'm getting fresher every time they turn around like Oy vey, holy cow, oh my god, wow Hey, they seem surprised, with the look that's in their eyes How I could be myself and do away with their disguise I advise, homies to stay homies Few people you can trust, all the OG's told me When I was just a shortie, strumming my guitar Playing my piano, had a band in my garage Sitting down with the homies, playin' PlayStation Tryna find a crib where their parents on vacation Hey, why you grilling? Put a smile on your face, bitch We taking shots all around getting wasted Came along way from freestyling in my basement Show some love to the people that I came with 'cause Day in and day out We tryna get this cake now You think you fly? Just wait until I pull my cape out Hey, life is good don't waste it We ha-ha-ha-ha laughing at the looks on they faces One day, I'ma be so rich, that I can buy my moms a house Have a living room with a big TV and I'ma still sleep on the couch I'ma have 'em like Oy vey, holy cow, oh my god, wow Oy vey, holy cow, oh my god, wow It seems I'm getting fresher every time they turn around like Oy vey, holy cow, oh my god, wow
Writer(s): Jonathan Warren Bechtolt, Mikhaela Maricich, Malcolm James Mccormick, Jeremy Kulousek, Eric Allan Dan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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