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lirik lagu mac miller - special

[intro]
i know what she want, i know what she like
i know what she want, i know what she like, yeah
i know what she want, i know what she like
i know what she want, i know what she like

[verse 1]
yeah
well, it’s that long night, raw white
sh~t that keep your jaw tight
godlike, not christ but always keep the sauce right
top flight, all ice, give these b~tches frostbite
i’m goin’, they be holdin’ on longer than a dog bite
i’m born light
nausea with some pretty little blonde dyk~s
tried to keep my hands clean and my socks white
mob life, do your job right, keep your squad tight
and we can ball, live a long life, sh~t, it’s alright
the whiskey on ice never made my wrongs right
but in a bar fight, i hit ’em with the hard right
i roll the dice, play my cards right
ain’t a movie star, but i’m sparrin’ with the dark knight
i’m too far, gettin’ yards like favre might
higher than a mars flight when this cigar light up like the star bright
i work hard, so the car nice
you doin’ right, it’s all mine when the card swipes

[chorus]
oh, you special, anybody ever told you? (told you)
ooh, you so special, has anybody ever told you? (told you)
do they know you so special? (i know what she want, i know what she like)
you so special (i know what she want, i know what she like)
you so special (i know what she want, i know what she like)
you so special (i know what she want, i know what she like)
yeah (i know what she want, i know what she like)
i know what she want, i know what she like
i know what she want, i know what she like, yeah, yeah
i know what she want, i know what she like

[verse 2]
yeah
well, i was born with a bored mind, chip on my shoulder
a sword and a war cry, i’ve been a soldier
fight the h~rns for the lord’s side
before five i was fresh out the store fly, with a b~tch courtside
tint the windows by the doors, let the four ride
speakers knockin’, they can hear me in the north side
and i keeps the liquor pourin’ ’til the storm dry
the haters said i wouldn’t make it ’til the pork fly
these days, got a lot of d~ck to swallow
they rather me hit the follow than hit the lotto
it’s like my drip on auto~pilot, ’til tomorrow i been chillin’
you way behind the wave, you at the shoreline
i’m walter elias disney, arnie palmer when i hit green
the ganja in the ’60s, i won’t [?] if it’s this weak
god inside my city, the monster in your kid’s dream
bottle of the whiskey got my head feelin’ like sh~t
the first dollar in your piggy bank
i’ma drink away until my liver break
yeah, one in a million like findin’ love on a tinder date
livin’ great, swear i’m justin timberlake
sharp as scissor blades or winter skates
i been in the kitchen like minute maid
and these b~tches on my d~ck parades
but i leave ’em quicker than a lizard’s legs
oh well, they love me like i’m nick lachey
triple play, in your face, f~ck ’em all, give ’em aids
i eliminate then go away on christmas break
i ain’t dealin’ wit’ your sh~t today
gettin’ finished like a dinner plate
or a philly steak

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