Miley Cyrus

By Mac Miller

On Sour Hour

Released on November 6, 2009

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[Intro]

Haha (I got it)

I couldn't help it

I love this song

Ayo, TreeJay


[Verse 1]

Uh, look

Got a sack and a pack of cigarillos (Uh-huh)

Ready to crack it, put some hash up in the middle

Blow, gone, lights out like padiddle

Rhymes like Busta, jazzy like fizzle (What?)

Mac Mizzle, your girl probably heard of me

My spit game real tight like a virgin be

Currency keep my paper runnin' like a gerbil feet

I'm sprintin' on the wheel 'til it hurts to breathe

And girl, me and you is like the birds and bees

When the weed stay burnin' to the third degree

I'm high, fly, got your girl smitten

She keep comin' back, call her badminton

Uh, pullin' petals off your flowers

You can get shagged like Austin Powers (Haha)


[Chorus]

So I pick my L up

This is that bomb, and I'm tryna get high today (Today)

Hittin' on my weed like

Blowin' out the smoke like

Yeah, I pick my L up

This is that bomb (Yeah), and I'm tryna get high today (Mac Miller)

Hittin' on my weed like

Ooh, I got a bunch of haze (Uh, look)


[Verse 2]

And I ain't gonna stop, no, not a hour

I see the game's filled with lots of cowards

So I'm here to coach like Tomlin, Cowher

Twenty-four hours, call Jack Bauer (Jack Bauer)

Status: Mac is way above the average

And I'm Jewish like Lenny Kravitz

So original, gotta get a patent

"Party in the U.S.A." gettin' blasted (Uh-huh)

Switch it up, feelin' good, fillin' up

Gettin' drunk, sippin' suds 'til I'm sick as fuck

But I ain't slippin' up, flow too perfect

Used to be a little thief goin' though purses (Haha)

But now I'm business, blowed off my third spliff

Do it like a furnace and burn it


[Chorus]

So I pick my L up

This is that bomb, and I'm tryna get high today

Hittin' on my weed like

Blowin' out the smoke like (Yeah)

Yeah, I pick my L up

This is that bomb, and I'm tryna get high today (The High Life)

Hittin' on my weed like (December 1st)

Ooh, I got a bunch of haze


[Outro]

Yeah, uh

Now what I need everybody to do (The High Life)

Roll up another, and just admit to yourself

That you're listenin' to that Miley Cyrus jam (December 1st)

Bitch (We comin')

Mac Miller

I'm tellin' y'all, December 1st

The High Life