Uber (feat. Mike Jones)

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah, um Who put the spiders in my applesauce Took the pins out my hand grenade Somebody said that I deserve to die I looked him in the eye, said the devil's not circumcised Who put spiders in my applesauce Took the pins out my hand grenade Somebody tell me I deserve to die I looked him in the eye and said the devil not circumcised Verse 1: Mac Miller So play me a song on the guitar Got a rainforest in my cigar There's knots in my yo-yo string Put a crown on my stallion, I'm the Polo king I fell in love with a go-go dancer, she a single mom The underdog, like to play the game with Diddy Kong She the god type, throw that bitch a Klondike Everything is alright, see it's written in the Psalms I told her I get rich off my little songs Gave her a million reasons that she should come along Immediately, she dropped her shit But everywhere I go, they told me, Watch yo bitch God damn I guess I got another one Good vibrations, Marky Mark and the Funky Bunch I put the gourmet flavors inside the honey blunt Got my head underwater but I ain't comin' up Fuck air, my bitch's ass is like a plump pear And she ain't pretty or ugly, I say she just fair Man, this life is unfair Chorus: Mac Miller Okay, I'm parkin' lot pimpin', I got nuttin' to lose And I'ma do this 'til I'm a 102 Why you tryna stunt when we stuntin' on you I said I'm parkin' lot pimpin', I got nuttin' to do And I'ma do this 'til I'm a 102 Why you tryna stunt when we stuntin' on you Stunting' in a Uber Post-Chorus: Mac Miller Yeah, bitch Stuntin' in a Uber Yeah, bitch Stuntin' in a Uber Verse 2: Mac Miller I'm readin' old Playboy magazines Somethin' from the '50s when the journalism had its peak You play the background, you just a member of the faculty I'm actually out here decision makin' Had to get my shit together, I was missin' payments I just pray to God that my lady isn't famous She threw the gown on and we hit the banquet She got her own story just let the bitch explain it Verse 3: Mike Jones Mac, I think the girl that you speakin' 'bout Was, in fact, the same chick, late-night, creepin' out Sneakin' out, my homie knew her, told me keep an eye Found out she was twerkin', found out she wasn't workin' The whole game switched when my man hit Got me rollin' in a circle, top-down, blowin' purple Seen the parkin' lot, I'm 'bout to crawl up like a turtle I said Seen the parkin' lot, I'm 'bout to crawl up like a turtle Swang, switchin' lane to lane, still tippin' Trunk up, top down, call it parkin' lot pimpin' Mike Jones Switchin' lane to lane, still tippin' Trunk up, top down, call it parkin' lot pimpin' Mac Chorus: Mac Miller Okay, I'm parkin' lot pimpin', I got nuttin' to lose And I'ma do this 'til I'm a 102 Why you tryna stunt when we stuntin' on you I said I'm parkin' lot pimpin', I got nuttin' to do And I'ma do this 'til I'm a 102 Why you tryna stunt when we stuntin' on you Stunting' in a Uber Post-Chorus: Mac Miller Yeah, bitch Stuntin' in a Uber Yeah, bitch Stuntin' in a Uber