Mac Miller - J's On My Feet lyrics

[Mac Miller - J's On My Feet lyrics]

Yeah uh, uh, uh
One time, one time
One time for your goddamn mind

Walkin' through this world with
J's on my feet
J-J's on my feet, J-J's on my feet
Walk-walkin' through this world with
J's on my feet
J-J's on my feet, J-J-J's on my feet
Walkin' through this world with
J's on my feet (yeah)
Babes on my piece, sla-sla-slayin' the beats
Yes (Ha, ayy, what's good, baby?)
Walkin' through this world with
J's on my feet
(Oh, you ain't never heard of me?)
J-J's on my feet, J-J-J's on my feet
(Aight, yo)

'Cause it's a banger two, banger two
(Uh, huh)
Type of shit on pay-per-view (Yessir)
Butt naked she layin' layin'
'cause you can't tame a zoo she wild
(Yep) , she want my child
Don't touch that dial
I whisper in her ear, it makes her smile
(Haha) loud as I'm fuckin' her
Smooth like I'm in love with her
Tingles up my spine every time
That I'm touchin' her (You know)
I love her like pussy, money, weed
When I'm hungry, I will feed so for dinner
She cooks food with four
Different types of cheese
In the sheets, we have dessert until it hurts
(Hurts) feelin' on her curves (Curves)
I pet up on that pussy 'til it purrs (Purrs)
Touch me, touch me
I'm sure it's her that loves me
'Cause, I could make the Virgin Mary fuck me
Trust me
Mac like Bernie, havin' sex like Will
Fuck a freaky circus bitch while
She still wearin' stilts (Aha)
These J's on my feet and
These babes on my piece
See, I have a different girl for
Every day of the week, like
(You know)

Walkin' through this world with
J's on my feet (Uh)
J-J's on my feet, J-J's on my feet (Uh, uh)
Walk-walkin' through this world with
J's on my feet (Uh)
J-J's on my feet, J-J-J's on my feet (Yep)
Walkin' through this world with
J's on my feet
Babes on my piece, sla-sla-slayin' the beats
Yes walkin' through this world with
J's on my feet
J-J's on my feet, J-J-J's on my feet

Girl, MapQuest my address to
Access my mattress
I get girls straight outta the pageant (Ha)
No doubt that I'm smashin'
I'm askin' her name (What's good, baby?)
You a masterpiece, girl
And that ass is just flame (Yep)
She knows that I'm a rapper
And her dad is ashamed
Won't let her out the crib, boy
He's actin' insane (Actin' insane)
She got that cute smile and
She laugh at my name (Laugh at my name)
But wanna roll with my peoples
Let Mac get that brain (Get that brain)
Yeah, Mac has that game
So see how he plays it i face piff
Rap to a girl and leave her anxious
Girls wanted me when I was
Chubby with some braces
I bet they like me now 'cause
I got money and I'm famous
The taste is delicious
Her lips give me kisses (Yep)
Throw her in the kitchen and
She's makin' me dishes
Her dinner ain't right
I'll admit it's smellin' awful
That girl can make a batch
Of Belgian waffles a jawful (Haha)

Walkin' through this world with
J's on my feet
J-J's on my feet, J-J's on my feet
Walk-walkin' through this world with
J's on my feet
J-J's on my feet, J-J-J's on my feet
Walkin' through this world with
J's on my feet babes on my piece
(yeah) , sla-sla-slayin' the beats, yes
Walkin' through this world with
J's on my feet
J-J's on my feet, J-J-J's on my feet

Grab a ounce or bigger
Then I bounce like Tigger (Peace)
Count three dollars up and grab
A pack of some Swishers
I'm feelin' stoned, I got my cigarillo rolled
Filled with green isle like
An armadillo's nose (Nose)
I'm sniffin' out the hoes that light
The piff and wanna throw
Then we spliffin' up the dro as
I'm slippin' off her clothes
Not a player like pun
There's more flavors to come
No long lastin' girls, they Life Savers
Not gum but, I could use her beauty (Beauty)
They can take her to a movie
But that girl be gettin' more love than Lucy
So I can't complain
(Complain) , or contain these broads
I feel like I'm like the
White Flavor Flav with broads
Shorty got a ass, a body
Plus her face is bomb
They runnin' after me, yo, restrain 'em, dog
They gon' tackle me (Tackle me)
Rip clothes off and saddle me
Mac, wake ya ass up and hop into reality
(Haha)
I guess hoes ain't here kissin' my feet
But, I do got a fine new bitch every week
(Haha, best believe)
I said I guess hoes ain't here kissin' feet
But, I do got a fine new bitch every week
So don't sleep

Walkin' through this world with
J's on my feet
J-J's on my feet, J-J's on my feet
Walk-walkin' through this world with
J's on my feet
J-J's on my feet, J-J-J's on my feet
Walkin' through this world with
J's on my feet
Babes on my piece, sla-sla-slayin' the beats
Yes walkin' through this world with
J's on my feet
J-J's on my feet, J-J-J's on my feet

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