Lyrics provided by http://www.1songlyrics.com/ ---Loud--- --Mac Miller-- Ladies and Gentleman This is Macadelic Mother FuckerUgh I got codeine in my cup, you can bet your ass I'm sippin' Groupies fall in love, I'm like bitch you must be trippin' I'm just tryna fuck and she just need tuition Why you tryna stunt, you need to play your own position Never gave a fuck and nothing 'bout me changed Still roll up them blunts, got diamonds in my chain Yeah you heard me I got diamonds in my chain But it don't make a difference if you cryin' in the rain Two hundred shows, I'ma kill more I just sold out that Fillmore Got a million, make a mil more Play a number one spot on the billboard Yeah people lie, numbers won't Keep me high, drugs is close Growing up, po' a cup Watch the world go up in smokeI like my music real loud (real loud) Can you turn that shit up for me right now (right now) Here it come, there it go, ask your homies, ask your hoes If you didn't, now you know, never keep your pockets low I like my music real loud (real loud) Can you turn that shit up for me right now (right now) Here she comes, there she go, never chasing after hoes If you didn't, now you know, never keep your pockets low I'ma get that Grammy soon, fuck your magazine Jordan gonna hear me shoot, still fuck your magazine Hammer team, in that pack with me Hear that Jerm beat banging, with a glass of lean When I went to every high school class would be Tryna fuck the female faculty I'm a crazy little fucker, think my head done ran away I experiment with drugs but I won't ever fuck with yay I just made a million dollars still I think I'm underpaid Fuck with me? Kid no way When you meet me, bitches stand up straight Pump out reps, yeah I got reps Tryna talk shit what you think about that? For the pesos, getting bank rolls, I'ma lay low chill, til I let that stackYeah people lie, numbers won't Keep me high, drugs is close Growing up, po' a cup Watch the world go up in smokeI like my music real loud (real loud) Can you turn that shit up for me right now (right now) Here it come, there it go, ask your homies, ask your hoes If you didn't, now you know, never keep your pockets low I like my music real loud (real loud) Can you turn that shit up for me right now (right now) Here she comes, there she go, never chasing after hoes If you didn't, now you know, never keep your pockets low Song Discussions is protected by U.S. Patent 9401941. Other patents pending.