Special lyrics - Mac Miller

 I know what she want, I know what she like

I know what she want, I know what she like, yeah

I know what she want, I know what she like

I know what she want, I know what she like


Yeah

Well, this that long night, raw white

Shit that keep your jaw tight

Godlike, not Christ but always keep the sauce right

Top flight, all ice, give these bitches frostbite

I'm gone, they be holdin' on longer than a dog bite

I'm born light

Nausea with some pretty little blonde dykes

Tried to keep my hands clean and my socks white

Mob life, do your job right, keep your squad tight

And we can ball, live a long life, shit, it's alright

The whiskey on ice never made my wrongs right

But in a bar fight, I hit 'em with the hard right

I roll the dice, play my cards right

Ain't a movie star, but I'm sparrin' with the Dark Knight

I'm too far, gettin' yards like Favre might

Higher than a Mars flight when this cigar light up like the star bright

I work hard, so the car nice

You doin' right, it's all mine when the card swipes


Oh, you special, anybody ever told you? (Told you)

Ooh, you so special, has anybody ever told you? (Told you)

Do they know you so special? (I know what she want, I know what she like)

You so special (I know what she want, I know what she like)

You so special (I know what she want, I know what she like)

You so special (I know what she want, I know what she like)

Yeah (I know what she want, I know what she like)

I know what she want, I know what she like

I know what she want, I know what she like, yeah, yeah

I know what she want, I know what she like


Yeah

Well, I was born with a bored mind, chip on my shoulder

A sword and a war cry, I've been a soldier

Fight the horns for the Lord's side

Before five I was fresh out the store fly, with a bitch courtside

Tint the windows by the doors, let the four ride

Speakers knockin', they can hear me in the north side

And I keeps the liquor pourin' 'til the storm dry

The haters said I wouldn't make it 'til the pork fly

These days, got a lot of dick to swallow

They rather me hit the follow than hit the lotto

It's like my trip on auto-pilot, 'til tomorrow I been chillin'

You way behind the wave, you at the shoreline

I'm Walter if it's Disney, Arnie Palmer when I hit green

The ganja in the '60s, I'm Obama if it's this week

The God inside my city, the monster in your kid's dream

Bottle of the whiskey got my head feelin' like, shit

The first dollar in your piggy bank

I'ma drink away until my liver break

Yeah, one in a million like findin' love on a Tinder date

Livin' great, swear I'm Justin Timberlake

Sharp as scissor blades or winter skates

I been in the kitchen like Minute Maid

And these bitches on my dick parades

But I leave 'em quicker than a lizard's legs

Oh well, they love me like I'm Nick Lachey

Triple play, in your face, fuck 'em all, give 'em AIDS

I eliminate then go away on Christmas break

I ain't dealin' wit' your shit today

You're gettin' finished like a dinner plate

Or a Philly steak


Oh, you special, anybody ever told you? (Told you)

Ooh, you so special, has anybody ever told you? (Told you)

Do they know you so special? (I know what she want, I know what she like)

You so special (I know what she want, I know what she like)

You so special (I know what she want, I know what she like)

You so special (I know what she want, I know what she like)

Yeah (I know what she want, I know what she like)

I know what she want, I know what she like

I know what she want, I know what she like, yeah, yeah

I know what she want, I know what she like

No comments:

Post a Comment