Disiz :
Enh, Yeah, loud !
France, Paris, Remix, Yeah !
C'est Disiz et Mac Miller
Ah bon t'aimes pas ?
What ever !
Mac Miller :
Ladies and gentleman
This is macadelic
Mother f**er
(hahahaha)
Ugh I got codeine in my cup
You can bet your a** I'm sippin'
Groupies fall in love
I'm like b**h you must be trippin'
I'm just tryna f**
And she just need tuition
Why you tryna stunt you need to play your own position
Never gave a f**
And nothing bout me change
Still roll up them blunts
Got diamonds in my chain
Yeah you heard me I got diamonds in my chain
But it don't make a difference if you cryin' in the rain
Two hundred shows, I'mma k** more
I just sold out that Fillmore
Got a million, make a mil more
Play a number one spot on the billboard
Yeah people lie
Numbers won't
Keep me high
Drugs are close
Rollin up
Poured cup
Watch the world go up in smoke
Refrain (Mac Miller)
I like my music real loud (real loud)
Can you turn that sh** up for me right now (right now)
Here it come, there it go, ask your homies, ask your hoes
If you didn't, now you know, never keep your pockets low
I like my music real loud (real loud)
Can you turn that sh** up for me right now (right now)
Here she comes, there she go, never chasing after hoes
If you did, now you know, never keep your pockets low
Disiz :
Yeah, douze ans de pe-ra, soldé par un echec
Y'a encore quelques mois frérot c'était la ha**
Six mois de travail, lucide une vision claire
Je viens de refaire 12 ans après, mon buzz de 12 ans en arrière
Pas besoin de manager faut juste une calculatrice
L'industrie du disque c'est un peu le bal des actrices
Disiz noir et blanc, j'ai le flow oreo
J'ai connu les bas les hauts, je vis toujours dans le barillot
Et le son est loud ! Je suis un gars rodé, un baroudeur
T'as pas idée il pu ma soeur, l'argent à trop d'odeur
Y a trop d'auteur sans trop d'hauteur
Le premier sans H
Je vais y allé meme si je suis hallé
Le dernier avec H
Ma vision du black money, celle de X
f** ta black card
k** me softly comme Robert Taflag
Bail de west, Mac Milli petit feuj de Philly
En featuring avec Siz-di
m**m avant d'être hustler
Refrain (Disiz + Mac Miller)
J'aime quand mon pe-ra sonne lourd, sonne lourd
Les gros balourd, sont plus glamour, aux feux de l'amour, de l'amour
Quelques potes, des bonnes idées par la lumière téléguidée
f** les biff en concert on kiff frère t'as pas idée
I like my music real loud (real loud)
Can you turn that sh** up for me right now (right now)
Here she comes, there she go, never chasing after hoes
If you did, now you know, never keep your pockets low
I like my music real loud (real loud)
Can you turn that sh** up for me right now (right now)
Here she comes, there she go, never chasing after hoes
If you did, now you know, never keep your pockets low
Mac Miller :
I'mma get that Grammy soon
f** your magazine
Jordan gonna hear me shoot
No f**in magazine
Hammer team, in that packer me
Hit a germ, be bangin' in the gla** saline
When I went to every high school cla** would be
Tryna f** the female faculty
I'mma crazy little f** good thing my head don't run away
I experiment with d** but I won't ever f** with yay
I just made a million dollars still I think I'm underpaid
f** with me? kid no way
When you meet me, b**hes stand up straight
Pump out reps
Yeah I got reps
Tryna talk sh** what you think about that?
For the pesos, getting bank rolls, I'mma lay low chill, til I let that stack
Refrain (Mac Miller)
I like my music real loud (real loud)
Can you turn that sh** up for me right now (right now)
Here she comes, there she go, never chasing after hoes
If you did, now you know, never keep your pockets low
I like my music real loud (real loud)
Can you turn that sh** up for me right now (right now)
Here she comes, there she go, never chasing after hoes
If you did, now you know, never keep your pockets low