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Mac Miller

Genres: Hip-Hop

Glow Lyrics - Mac Miller

You see that glow that hot gloss, 

That hot gloss, that hot gloss. 

You see that glow that hot gloss, 

That hot gloss that hot gloss 

I fuck around with that playmate 

Twenty thousand my day rate 

Eight and seven course meal now 

People say that I gain weight 

All you rappers you ain't safe 

Pull money save face, 

Been the shit still the shit 

Just double up, exchange rate 

Guess I'm just grown up now 

Duckin up shut the fuck down 

Had this beat to pick said I need the beat 

To show this clowns I don't fuck around 

Asking me about money, wonder what's my network 

People tryin to consume me, but I call up Jay G WetWorth 

Yeah I glow, they don't 

I suppose let em go 

Spend Racks on my coat 

Fuck a whip just bought me a boat 

My flow is gross, 

Be brave get it I was toast 

Without one the reason 

You aint' close, get it, no 

Chorus: 

Oh you ain't now, oh you ain't now 

Since I was bond, since I was bond 

My mom was gone, my mom was gone 

No I was pow, 

Girl my mom any bitch I just go, I just go 

And my wrist was cold, my wrist was cold 

My love will snow, my love will snow 

But I need light foe 

Girl I'm burning the bitch I just glow 

I'm so special, I'm so special 

I'm so special, I'm so special 

I'm so special, girl I'm bright is a bitch I just glow 

I'm so special, I'm so special 

I'm so special, I'm so special 

I'm so special, I'm so special 

Girl I'm ridin a bitch I just glow 

I rap a lot, rap a lot, don't be afraid to just act a shot 

Have jam like when shot grab a lot 

I'm going in like a madden shot 

Don't rap sweet like Apricots 

Shut the fuck up you don't have to talk 

I'ma lay back and my ass on top 

Got the game on match a lot sucker 

You don't see cash a lot, bitch act like you bet you not 

Pull my dick in her ass twice and 

Look back like that the spot 

Pull me I'm counting money, playing round the money 

Shawty I ain't shit with asking money 

Like A bout to money 

Well kind of ease if you out of money 

Mad millions that's the name 

Most dope that's the game 

Drunk a bit so glad you came 

So I'm taking off the clothes tryin have the train 

Hoes lovers tryin to fuck with no robbers fuck out me 

Nigga fuck each other, on tour nigga fuck the runner 

Mother fucker just shit you need 

You ain't fuck around my team 

Tryin to live it all of your dreams 

Here to kill yourself esteem 

And my flow as parrow 

Smoke a blunt and my eyes clothes 

Middle fingers up high though and the song on a High note 

[Chorus:] 

I be eating that Pink slime 

Mother fucker 

 

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