Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Uber, artist - Mac Miller. Date of issue: 14.10.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Uber |
| Who put the spiders in my apple sauce? |
| Took the pins out my hand grenade? |
| Somebody said that I deserve to die |
| I looked him in the eye and said the devil’s not circumcised |
| Who put spiders in my apple sauce? |
| Took the pins out my hand grenade? |
| Somebody told that I deserve to die |
| I looked him in the eye and said the devil not circumcised |
| So play me a song on the guitar |
| Got a rainforest in my cigar |
| There’s knots in my yo-yo string |
| Put a crown on my stallion, I’m the Polo king |
| I fell in love with a go-go dancer, she’s a single mom |
| The underdog, I like to play the game with Diddy Kong |
| She the god type, throw that bitch a Klondike |
| Everything is alright, see it’s written in the Psalms |
| I told her I get rich off my little songs |
| Gave her a billion reasons that she should come along |
| Immediately, she dropped her shit |
| But everywhere I go, they tell me «Watch your bitch!» |
| God damn! |
| I guess I got another one |
| Good vibrations, Marky Mark and the Funky Bunch |
| I put the gourmet flavors inside the honey blunt |
| Got my head underwater but I ain’t comin' up |
| Fuck air, my bitch’s ass is like a plump pear |
| And she ain’t pretty or ugly, I say she’s just fair |
| Man this life is unfair |
| Okay I’m parkin' lot pimpin', I got nothin' to lose |
| And I’ma do this 'til I’m a hundred and two |
| Why you tryna stunt when we stuntin' on you? |
| I said I’m parkin' lot pimpin', I got nothin' to do |
| And I’ma do this 'til I’m a hundred and two |
| Why you tryna stunt when we stuntin' on you? |
| I’m readin' old Playboy magazines |
| Somethin' from the 50's when the journalism had it’s peak |
| You play the background, you just a member of the faculty |
| I’m actually out here decision makin' |
| Had to get my shit together, I was missin' payments |
| I just pray to God that my lady isn’t famous |
| She threw the gown on and we hit the banquet |
| She got her own stories, just let the bitch explain it |
| Mac, I think the girl that you speakin' 'bout |
| Was in fact the same chick, late night, creepin' out |
| Sneakin' out, my homie knew it, told me keep an eye |
| Found out she was twerkin', found out she wasn’t workin' |
| The whole game switched when my man hit |
| Got me rollin' in a circle, top down, blowin' purple |
| Seen the parkin' lot, I’m 'bout to crawl up like a turtle |
| Seen the parkin' lot, I’m 'bout to crawl up like a turtle |
| Swang, switchin' lane to lane, still tippin' |
| Trunk up, top down, call it parkin' lot pimpin' |
| Mike Jones, switchin' lane to lane, still tippin' |
| Trunk up, top down, call it parkin' lot pimpin' |