Lyrics Mackned – My Living Room
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What up 12
Yeah
Oh
Mackned, uh uh
Yeah
Mackned, Mackned
I whip a foreign like I whip a
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My living room look like Miami in the 1980’s
I’m deep inside of her like cancer, working on a baby
Face look pretty come and blow me let me illustrate it
I’m getting buzz like a taser, I’m getting buzz like a taper
I’m pulling up in a stingray it be like vroom vroom
She fuck on me, she fuck on me, she can’t move
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I ain’t leave no evidence but I ain’t walking proof
Every time my phone chirp I hear my past calling
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Mad at me jugging out the booth
Bitch nigga got clout he carries us and told that man the truth
He told that man the truth
My living room look like Miami in the 1980’s
He told that man the truth
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I’m leaning like a rapper from my
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I’m leaning like a rapper and it feel good
Uppers and downers no, I ain’t’ livin healthy
Pop a percocet inside a Vette it feel good
I whip a foreign like I whip a
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My living room look like Miami in the 1980’s
I’m deep inside of her like cancer, working on a baby
Face look pretty come and blow me let me illustrate it
Oh, oh, I’m right behind you
I’m right behind you
Oh, oh, I’m right behind you
My living room look like Miami in the 1980’s
Oh you making moves I’m making moves too
You put your paws in the hammer you left a blues clue
Oh you making moves I’m making moves too
You put your paws in the hammer you left a blues clue
I whip a Porsche 911 the sirens make room
I whip a Porsche 911 those sirens make room
Oh you making moves I’m making moves too
Oh you making moves I’m making moves too
Mackned
I’m pulling off in a Stingray it be like vroom vroom
I’m pulling off in a Stingray it be like vroom vroom
Mackned
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