Aquaberry Dolphin lyrics
by Mac Miller
[Intro: RiFF RAFF]
Yuh
RiFF
Yuh, okay
[Verse 1: RiFF RAFF]
Yeah, it's Pierce Brosnan, cross you up like Allen Ivey (What?)
It's Allen Iverson, Versace rim with lemon tint (Ballin')
The lime Benz candy coated with the applesauce (Sauce)
The apple gloss, I'm on a beach, David Hasselhoff (What?)
Hassle me, I'm Tim McGraw, I don't pass the ball (No)
Ball hard, fourth quarter, shoot the lights off (Jumper)
Fast break, three-on-one, I'll tear the basket off (Get off)
Ah, sh*t, look who it is, the white Wesley Snipes (Snipes, Snipes, Snipes)
Rocky Byzantine, my attitude is Charlie Sheen
Walk around with more rice on me than a triple beam (He right)
The mansion three-stories, livin' room with trampoline (What?)
Mi casa so big it took the maids the whole week to clean (Week)
I don't like to drive Versace jeans in limousine (Limousine)
I could freestyle to a dolphin and a tambourine (He ballin')
The snow abominable, laughin' inside my golden vault (He gold)
The Candy Copper Helicopter when I'm playin' golf (Fore)
[Interlude: Mac Miller]
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh (Ooh), yuh
[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
Yeah, I got b*tches by the catalog playin' leapfrog
Butt-naked in the livin' room, look like Reese Witherspoon (Real fine classic b*tch)
What's up? I'm bumpin' Dean Martin Christmas tunes
Every time I open up my email, see another million (I'm rich)
That b*tch wanna suck my di*k, then she better floss (Please do)
Clean them teeth for a boss, Randy Moss
Diamonds on the cross, swear to God I'm a god though
I don't mean no blasphemy, Jesus eat at Applebee's (Amen)
I'm with my b*tch in the bed watchin' Game of Thrones (Yah)
Waitin' 'til Khaleesi's dragon's big enough to take control (Yah)
Rich as Vince McMahon, your b*tch look like Triple H (What?)
Keep that pus*y on lock, put it in a safe (Woo)
All my chains on, flexin' while I'm shootin' Vines (Vines)
Hoes love me, watchin' all 'em like a million times (Replay on that ass)
I'm throwin' money in your face, we forever paid (Blaow)
These hoes thirsty and I look like pink lemonade (Lemonade)
Taste great (Taste great), Grade A (Grade A)
Grab your b*tch, take a vacay (In Bahamas)
Comin' at these haters, A-K (It's the llama)
Ah, yeah, I got ya