The Glide Mac Miller (Ft. Palermo Stone)

[Intro: Mac Miller]
Ahem
Microphone check, one-two, one-two
Haha, hey, haha
I figured I'd get funky for a second, if that's okay with y'all
Uh-huh, uh-huh
It go, it go
Hey, hey, look, uh, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
They probably used to this Jewish kid foolin' with the music shit
Ludacrisly move a bitch, she feel it in her uterus
I'm generous and clever with this effort, so intelligent
Sentence wreckin' in seconds, invest in it for the hell of it
Tell a bitch she outie if you smell of fish, hell no
Hand her soap and tell her, "Go and get it fixed"
Never hear the end of it
Laughin' with your friends like some degenerates
But be nice, these females' feelings are kinda delicate
Never get the etiquette
Boy, I'm a asshole
Five-star restaurant, smokin' green tobacco
And TreeJay only eat it with Tabasco
He never try that tuna-noodle casserole
Ha-ha-ha, he-he-he, what the fuck was that?
Mothafucka, I'm skeed
Learned to smoke weed before I ever learned to read
Hey, kids, you can be just like me