A Night In The Studio Lyrics - The Jukebox - Mac Miller

(Ay yo Josh 

Ay yo where the fuck you at man? 

What you mean you on your way yo 

Our session was at 9 it's fuckin' 11 

I'm out here, blow smokin L's 

Waitin for yo ass 

I don't even think I got... 

Oh no I definitely still got some weed for the lab 

But still when you gonna be here? 

Soon? Mother fucker how soo... 

Oh there you are right now 

Ay yo what's good bro? 

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Ay yo what's good bro 

Just here chillin' 

Yeah I'm tryin to go to the studio or whatever 

Yeah I got shit to drop mpther fucker 

I always got shit to drop damn 

Ight you'll meet me there? 

Alright) 

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I woke up scratched my nuts 

Rolled a swisher on the shitter 

Got blow then I light me up a cigarette 

The coolest flow coolio a movie roll 

Now I'm tryna head up to the lab 

I headed to the studio open the door 

Say wassup to everybody who was 'posed perform 

I'm bout to record they know I'm smokin' of course 

Blow some haze in the air pull out my notebook 

Then I head up to the booth load the beat off my email 

Phone on silent ignorin' calls from females 

My man Josh sit down get the tempo 

Put on my headphones 

Ight, let's go 

I let go intro the beats startin' 

Say a couple words try not to be retarded 

Cause I'm a goofy dude doin what I choose to do 

Eatin' tracks up like some snacks call me scooby doo 

Now the beat about to drop verse 1 

It's like a whirlwind the soldier pull the first gun 

Everything's blank it's just me and the mic 

I don't read a lot so I try and see what I write 

Visualize the melody, hypnotize everybody watchin 

I hope they ain't blink they eyes 

Cause you don't wanna miss a fuckin second 

When I'm catchin wreck 

I be in the booth goin' off try to catch my breath 

Couple more bars couple seconds left 

Killin' em softly takin' extra steps 

They never guessed I be murderin' and blessin' 

Ight the first done but before we start the second 

We gotta do man shit 

Doubles and ad libs 

And Josh makin' sound like magic 

He a old school genius with the pro tools 

Tryna school me on everything that the pros do 

I tell him that he needs to think it in the book 

But for now we makin guap just singin' on some hooks 

So I don't worry bout the chorus 

The track gotta hook on it 

And my verses with dat, they sound good on it 

Now I do a second maybe do a third 

If I'm in the mood to go crazy with my words 

I take a lil' break got some haze to burn 

The cast sittin' outside can wait they turn 

We makin' classics in the session 

Mom's askin me these questions 

(When you comin' home you got school) 

Naw, I'm suspended 

After this track done burn the last blunt smokin' good 

Payin' for my time with stolen goods 

Say peace to whoever, outside it's dark 

I'm blowed and can't find where the fuck I parked 

So I beep the car, oh there it is 

Let's go ahead and hip hop in the whip 

Light them cigarette and sit 

Gotta ride homie ahead of us 

(Sprunked) in the back 

Tell my man with the whip to bump on my track 

Tryna ride out, and I'm high now