"Uber (Demo)" lyrics - MAC MILLER

[Intro:]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, um
Who put the spiders in my applesauce?
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 applesauce?
Took the pins out my hand grenade?
Somebody told me 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 a single mom
The underdog, 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 million reasons that she should come along
Immediately, she dropped her shit
But everywhere I go, they told 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 ass is like a plump pear
And she ain't pretty or ugly, I say she's just fair
Man, this life is unfair

[Chorus:]
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?
Stuntin' in a Uber

[Post-Chorus: Mac Miller]
Yeah, bitch (Stuntin' on you)
I'm stuntin' in a Uber (Stuntin' on you)
Yeah, bitch (Stuntin' on you)
I'm stuntin' in a Uber

I'm readin' old Playboy magazines
Somethin' from the 50's when the journalism had its 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 story; just let the bitch explain it:

[Open Verse]

[Chorus:]
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?
Stuntin' in the Uber

[Post-Chorus: Mac Miller]
Yeah, bitch (Stuntin' on you)
I'm stuntin' in a Uber (Stuntin' on you)
Yeah, bitch (Stuntin' on you)
I'm stuntin' in a Uber (Stuntin' on you)