Ryan Lewis - How To Play The Flute lyrics

[Intro] Don’t nobody give a d--n what all that (?) talking ’bout, man. We tryna here some of that, that “Girl, shake your a-s, shake your a-s, shake your a-s,” and you know what I’m saying? I’m tryna get that in my life. Gemini [Verse 1 – Macklemore] Diamond, diamond, diamond, that’s my s--t Oh, juice “wet”, 3-piece, crisp “d--n” Saucey, dripping “dripping”, CEO of this “CEO” Curry, wavy, my undertone’s a b---h Shoutout to my city, know I really does this Third time’s a charm, I’m feeling triumphant “I want it” I put a little gold up on my bicuspids They can only see my eyes inside of the Cutla** “Who’s he?” She may be vanilla cream, baby, her b--t big They treat me like McGregor when I’m out in Dublin “They do” My mama don’t like it when I be cussing “She don’t” But f--k these m-----------s, mama, I don’t trust them It’s plush up in the bucket, look, don’t touch it, thought you knew In the pocket like I’m Russel, man, I hustle, watch me move In the summer watch me f--k around, I’m ’bout to drop the roof She hopped up in the whip and then I taught her how to play the flute, play the flute [Hook/Chorus – King Draino] They hating on a player Don’t understand, they need to get they weight up “Okay” Shazam, I’ma have to David Blaine her “What you doin?” Emoji hands, I’m praying for them haters “Amen” [Post-Hook/Chorus – Macklemore] Ah-choo, God bless you, ay Ah-choo, God bless you, ay Ah-choo, God bless you, ay Ah-choo, God bless you, ay Ah-choo, God bless you, ay Ah-choo, God bless you, ay Ah-choo, God bless you, ay Ah-choo, God bless you, ay [Verse 3 – Macklemore] Aye, little mama, aqui Skin tone macchiato, we eating mahi-mahi On Miami Beach, we have a party la-dee-da-dee On my B-I-E ’til I D-I-E, I think I’m king “I think I’m king” You didn’t think that I would get the peacoat Unbu*ton that m----------r, nothing but a speedo “Look!” Who’s that peeking in my window, Cee-Lo I was on that Cujo, that Big Gipp and that (?) Dolce and Gabbana, cappuccino gelato In that grotto out in Cabo A-----r, so Apollo Whip this bulky like Costco, I’m out here and dodging 5-0 I hit the block with that top low, a dookie rolled with a poncho But it ain’t about to rain on me Tryna sing up in the b---h, but I ain’t on key Now I stay genuine, I’m the same old G Feeling like John (?) with these eight gold rings Play the flute [Hook/Chorus – King Draino] They hating on a player Don’t understand, they need to get they weight up “Okay” Shazam, I’ma have to David Blaine her “What you doin?” Emoji hands, I’m praying for them haters “Amen” [Post-Hook/Chorus – Macklemore] Ah-choo, God bless you, ay Ah-choo, God bless you, ay Ah-choo, God bless you, ay Ah-choo, God bless you, ay Ah-choo, God bless you, ay Ah-choo, God bless you, ay Ah-choo, God bless you, ay Ah-choo, God bless you, ay