Mac Miller – Lucky Ass Bitch lyrics

[Intro: Juicy J]
Again and again and again and again
Ol' ratchet ass bitch (do it again, do it again)
I see you out there (fuck me!) tryna get your hustle on
Ain't no nigga gonna pay your muthafuckin' bills, bitch
Pay your own shit, I don't give a fuck, ho
Mac Miller, tell these hoes what's up, man

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
She sayin' "Fuck me, fuck me"
She like it rough and that's rugby
I'm partyin' where there's drugs free
This life to live, it don't come cheap
Leave a hand print on her butt cheek
She give me head while I puff trees
I'm on drugs, she on drugs, her nose just got bloody
Sniffin' coke lines off my dick , she ridin' on that train
She crushin' down that powder I'm puffin' on this Sour
Been fuckin' her for hours and I still ain't got my nut
You fuckin' with that molly
She ain't gon' let you bust (Blam!)
Give me some while I hit the blunt
I'm in ya spirit, let me lift it up
If daddy come, get my shit and run
He gon' see my ass, go and get his gun
You a devil bitch, let me tell you that
Feel like I been to hell and back
You textin' me, addicted, you need me, you miss it
She crazy, she nasty, everyday she harass me
I'm fuckin' her to sleep and then she pay for my taxi
God damn, the sun is comin' up
That's the last time that I'm gon' be fuckin' with them drugs
Yup

[Hook: Mac Miller & Juicy J]
She get a bunch of money (money), spend it all on drugs (drugs)
Mobbin' with her bitches (bitches), never fall in love (love)
Dumpin' out that yayo (yayo), sniffin' all it up (up)
Go ahead and hate her, cause everybody does
God damn, that's a lucky ass bitch
God damn, that's a lucky ass bitch
God damn, that's a lucky ass bitch
God damn, that's a lucky ass bitch

[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
She got money, drugs and freedom, blunts what she's cheefin'
She ain't got a job, but fuck it, she don't need one
Drive drunk, she swervin', tryna fuck, she's certain
Run around and stumble down, hit her head, she hurtin'
Drunk as fuck, sniffin' pills, wildin' out, tell the bitch to chill
Cup of syrup and a blunt of purp
Which one of my homie's gon' fuck her first?
She in love with drugs, that pussy get licked up
Picked up, then dicked down, bitch, tell me who rich now?
You fuckin' with the Most Dope knuckleheads
Gettin' money, fuck the feds, yeah that Stevie Wonder bread
Ain't a rookie, uh, that bitch is famous, Snooki
One thing I won't do, (what's that?) pay for pussy

[Hook: Mac Miller & Juicy J]
She get a bunch of money (money), spend it all on drugs (drugs)
Mobbin' with her bitches (bitches), never fall in love (love)
Dumpin' out that yayo (yayo), sniffin' all it up (up)
Go ahead and hate her, cause everybody does
God damn, that's a lucky ass bitch
God damn, that's a lucky ass bitch
God damn, that's a lucky ass bitch
God damn, that's a lucky ass bitch

[Verse 3: Juicy J]
I'm trippy mane, lookin' for a trippy chick
That like to get fucked up and do some trippy shit
Paper planes rolled up I call them trippy sticks
Weed, pills, and the drank (codeine)-- she with it
Juicy got money and juicy got bitches
Smoking and drinking that Charlie Sheen liquor
Up in this bitch, keep two hoes with me
Poppin' them superman pills, gettin' freaky(they freaky)
I like double D's, she like double D's
Shawty can't lose, she play on both teams
Hell in her mouth, her becky fire
Molly pills, orange juice got the bitch wired
All my hoes got money and they keep me higher
Then I line em' up for a menage-a-tois

[Hook: Mac Miller & Juicy J]
She get a bunch of money (money), spend it all on drugs (drugs)
Mobbin' with her bitches (bitches), never fall in love (love)
Dumpin' out that yayo (yayo), sniffin' all it up (up)
Go ahead and hate her, cause everybody does
God damn, that's a lucky ass bitch
God damn, that's a lucky ass bitch
God damn, that's a lucky ass bitch
God damn, that's a lucky ass bitch

[Outro: Juicy J]
Trippy, some high ass music man
This shit got me fucked up right now
This music has got me in a trance
I'm stoned like a motherfucker, nigga
2050 trippy shit
Yes I am high, for the rest of my life
Was that good for you?