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Knock Knock Lyrics By Mac Miller

    bum ba bum
    this is gonna feel real good a’ight
    most dope
    everybody please put a thumb in the air hey hey

    one two three four
    some crazyass kids gonna knock up on your door so
    let ’em in let ’em in let ’em in hey
    one two three four
    some crazyass kids gonna knock up on your door so
    let ’em in let ’em in let ’em in hey

    i feel like a million bucks
    but my money don’t really feel like i do
    and from the ground i built my own damn buzz
    people was amazed i was still in high school
    but now i’m out and money what i’m ’bout
    tryna get so much that i can’t keep count
    new kicks give me cushion like whoopie
    keep a smile like an eat’n park cookie
    everything good i’m white boy awesome
    up all night johnny carson
    i ain’t got a benz no just a honda
    but tryna get my money like an anaconda
    real real long cross the country
    smoke joints in the whip no cop can bust me
    drive into the stage they applaud and scream
    all them pretty little girls come and flock with me
    yeah i rock the beat

    one two three four
    some crazyass kids gonna knock up on your door so
    let ’em in let ’em in let ’em in hey
    one two three four
    some crazyass kids gonna knock up on your door so
    let ’em in let ’em in let ’em in hey

    and i like my rhymes witty all my dimes pretty
    if you got weed you can come fly with me
    i don’t take pity on them silly little hoes
    milli vanilli but this is really how it goes
    mouth my words don’t say shit
    shh shut up bitch and ride this dick
    i’m just playing let’s have a ball
    all we need is some weed hoes and alcohol hey
    don’t forget it when i’m wreckin’ the etiquette for the hell of it
    smellin’ it when the l is lit i’m flyer than a pelican
    young fresh but i’m so damn intelligent
    girls givin’ brains ’cause i’m acting like a gentleman
    in deeper than the water michael phelps was in
    finna have a party baby you can tell your friends
    we the type lookin’ right still settin’ trends
    fuck a job i’ma get these dead presidents

    one two three four
    some crazyass kids gonna knock up on your door so
    let ’em in let ’em in let ’em in hey
    one two three four
    some crazyass kids gonna knock up on your door so
    let ’em in let ’em in let ’em in hey

    not a day goes by when i ain’t gettin’ high
    they wonder why don’t i go get myself a job
    so i can make them bucks but i don’t give a fuck
    no i feel great
    bitch i feel great

    one two three four
    some crazyass kids gonna knock up on your door so
    let ’em in let ’em in let ’em in hey
    one two three four
    some crazyass kids gonna knock up on your door so
    let ’em in let ’em in let ’em in hey

    Artist: Mac Miller

    Year: 2012

    Decade: 10s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 322