Mac Miller Black Bush Lyrics
Black Bush by Mac Miller
Hook:
Tell me what reality is,
All of ya'll back on my dick, oh, oh
I don't get mad about shit
But did you see that ass on that bitch, oh, oh?
No, I'm not waiting in line
You got a little paper that's fine, oh, oh
I find it hard to make up my mind
All of ya hate when I shine, oh, oh!
Ladies and gentlemen
This is a revolution
On that black bush, smoke a bunch of Backwoods
My mind numb, I'm high as high kong
I'm somewhat of a fuck up,
Put it in her guts till the cum bust.
Combustion, at the function, drunk and acting as prophets would
When Pac rocked with ' smoking blunts at Hollywood
I was a younging who didn't know shit about nothing
Now I'm 21 and I feel like I'm on to something
Getting ' madder than '
I'm a king, bitch!
(sometimes I get a seizure)
Pulling uranium from Mesopotamian rivers
I need a bitch to let me fuck and make me some dinner
God made me a sinner, following protocol
Overall, I'm fucking bitches and there's coke involved
Watching Carl Sagan, wishing I could talk Jamaican
I'm waiting, be prepared for invasion!
Hook:
Tell me what reality is,
All of ya'll back on my dick, oh, oh
I don't get mad about shit
But did you see that ass on that bitch, oh, oh?
No, I'm not waiting in line
You got a little paper that's fine, oh, oh
I find it hard to make up my mind
All of ya hate when I shine, oh, oh!
I blow a kiss to the Jehovah's Witness
Fuck a corporation, I support local business
(That's right, dude, I do!)
And this one goes out to all the hoes and bitches
My homies told me, ' better know your limits!'
I'm so efficient, ultra dishing with dope prevision (wow!)
We smoking if we here, homie, don't need no permission
Variation, that avian in the atrium
Waiting for nature's rain to shower ya'll with some sense
Shit! Life gets realer, then the press kits
Special like Ed is, someone call a medic
Cause I lost my mind,
I'm off the Richter scale
Don't you worry yourself,
Baby, this is hell!
Product of a witches spell,
Rappers all Chippendale
I'm getting money now, expensive ginger '
Sip the whiskey with a bitch named Lewinsky
Told her give me head and tell everybody
(Tell everybody!
Let 'em know!)
Tell me what reality is,
All of ya'll back on my dick, oh, oh
I don't get mad about shit
But did you see that ass on that bitch, oh, oh?
No, I'm not waiting in line
You got a little paper that's fine, oh, oh
I find it hard to make up my mind
All of ya hate when I shine, oh, oh!
Ladies and gentlemen
This is a revolution
On that black bush, smoke a bunch of Backwoods
My mind numb, I'm high as high kong
I'm somewhat of a fuck up,
Put it in her guts till the cum bust.
Combustion, at the function, drunk and acting as prophets would
When Pac rocked with ' smoking blunts at Hollywood
I was a younging who didn't know shit about nothing
Now I'm 21 and I feel like I'm on to something
Getting ' madder than '
I'm a king, bitch!
(sometimes I get a seizure)
Pulling uranium from Mesopotamian rivers
I need a bitch to let me fuck and make me some dinner
God made me a sinner, following protocol
Overall, I'm fucking bitches and there's coke involved
Watching Carl Sagan, wishing I could talk Jamaican
I'm waiting, be prepared for invasion!
Hook:
Tell me what reality is,
All of ya'll back on my dick, oh, oh
I don't get mad about shit
But did you see that ass on that bitch, oh, oh?
No, I'm not waiting in line
You got a little paper that's fine, oh, oh
I find it hard to make up my mind
All of ya hate when I shine, oh, oh!
I blow a kiss to the Jehovah's Witness
Fuck a corporation, I support local business
(That's right, dude, I do!)
And this one goes out to all the hoes and bitches
My homies told me, ' better know your limits!'
I'm so efficient, ultra dishing with dope prevision (wow!)
We smoking if we here, homie, don't need no permission
Variation, that avian in the atrium
Waiting for nature's rain to shower ya'll with some sense
Shit! Life gets realer, then the press kits
Special like Ed is, someone call a medic
Cause I lost my mind,
I'm off the Richter scale
Don't you worry yourself,
Baby, this is hell!
Product of a witches spell,
Rappers all Chippendale
I'm getting money now, expensive ginger '
Sip the whiskey with a bitch named Lewinsky
Told her give me head and tell everybody
(Tell everybody!
Let 'em know!)