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Paper Route Lyrics - K.i.d.s. - Mac Miller

Ay Yo you thirsty? 

Hellz ya Im fucking dehydrated 

You got any money 

Three pennies and a bar of lint kid 

 

Chevy please let me roll this weed up 

The the main event so watch people pull they seats up 

Bottle of some gin lets just hit a couple freaks up 

Ima take one home and have her singing like the glee club 

Never on no cheap stuff 

Here we got expensive taste 

Green lights never press the breaks 

You can look at us roll all the kush that we blow 

So you know im at the show looking good for theses hoes 

Got they man on patrol 

Shawty wanna live it up 

Playin hard to get but she wanna give it up 

Yeah you smokin good but we probably smokin better 

151 takin shots with no barretta 

Know me homie im the king you could watch me do my thing 

With a drink getting drunk havin one night flings 

This is Pittsburgh home of the six rings 

We getting money now all we here Cha Ching 

 

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And we do anything to get this paper so they follow everywhere we go 

So for the bullshit we aint got later cuz we down here on this road 

And we do anything to get this paper so they follow everywhere we go 

 

So for the bullshit we aint got later cuz we down here on this road 

 

Cool ass, fly around chillen young fool 

Gin cups sippen thats me, thats what I do 

I got the gang in my bloodstream, strong how im livin 

And Im G'd up so now they just throwin away the kitten (it's real) 

I swear you hella bad the younger mac tell me bout you 

But we cool if you stuck up we could go without you 

We on the money we schooling you know we be the block 

I swear the homie gotta gift so he dont need the block 

Zig Zag papers, king size 

Smoking chillin in angery cars, mean rides 

Pops was a hustler and moms ran track 

So tell me what you get in me when you mix that 

I just sit back light minds 

And middle finger you suckers with my nice rhymes 

So whether home or the road 

We gettin dough it follow us everywhere that we go 

 

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And we do anything to get this paper so they follow everywhere we go 

So for the bullshit we aint got later cuz we down here on this road 

And we do anything to get this paper so they follow everywhere we go 

So for the bullshit we aint got later cuz we down here on this road 

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