Get It In The Floor Lyrics

Y'all ain't doin' jack shit, just a buncha has beens what the fuck happened? why'd you stop rappin? Huh? I'm the future, tryna ball like a hoopa attack a beat like a cougar, rouga(?) who that dude that wanna come and talk shit i'm so fly, high up in my cock pit the tapes comin' boy wait until I drop it it's some hot shit i know you goin cop it it's like tha carter 3 mixed wit da chronic (classic) plus some big L and nas hits i tell em watch this, and start spittin out rockets light a beat up like some fiber optics pause.. you aint seen this yet kid ressurectin this dmx diff on tracks i be doin them bmx flips sex chicks and move on up to the next bitch big like texas don't mess wit tha freshest yeah i spin electric my set is the bestest in the PA, country, continent, the world cryin lil bitches i aint startin wit u girls It's Mac (it's Mac) It's Mac jump back dumb raps shit my lungs is black uhh yeah its mac, say it again chest collapse when you takin it in i'm playin to win spittin it right we just a couple a kids livin the life and im stayin sharp like the end of a knife and ya girl come to me cuz u aint hittin it right
[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/get-it-in-the-floor-lyrics-mac-miller.html ] haha ay yo thats how it go down, dont even need a hook for this shit know what im sayin? im just keep on spittin let this camera keep roliln and shit
lesson, if you wanna play wit da kid see dont come bull shittin sayin you spit say you, up and comin but just buggin i dont rap for the stacks i rap cuz i rap and mac be the cat wit the haze and the dro games for the doe im the next up to blow stretchin the flows im that all white yeahh and spark mic's like a shark bite you as bright, bout as bright as a car light hahaa and you aint tight you just all right im as nice as a calm night chillin wit some broads bout as raw as a bar fight you can't ignore me any more, the bass bumpin through tha floor make veterans feel like they aint did it before im a black belt bitch get ya ass kicked my weed bomb you could smell it through the plastic take a whiff, please all ya senses in this rap shit they call me God's apprentice cuzz they say the kid got the hardest sentence feelin like a pitch from Roger Clemens.
thats how it go down you know how it is all day mac miller, easy mac the juke box. play any beat muhh fucker, imma murder it career criminal serial killer.