Mac Miller
Dreams
[Intro: Pharrell Williams]
Skateboard

[Verse 1: Pharrell Williams]
I used to dream about Vegas (Uh), pourin' cream for the ladies (Yeah)
Coke err'where just like it was the '80s, fast forward, crazy (Uh)
BBC jeans futuristic like Darth Vader babies (Uh)
Sharp like a lightsaber swung by Luke
And that Comme des Garçons make your girl wanna puke
'Cause she with you (Bruh), and not with the dude
Sticky situation 'cause her eyes are glued
She admire my fire and the way I pitch her deals
She hungry for my time (Huh, what?), Richard Mille (Yeah)
Easy, homeboy, fast moves will get you killed (Yeah)
Think that n***a there for nothin'? (Get for real, get for real)
Don't get it twisted 'cause I smell like Teen Spirit
You know what that cost, don't lean near it (Move, n***a)
You could have it all, n***a, just like Adele
But you gotta stop actin' like you snort what you sell (Ha)
Imagination can turn shit stains to big things
Even big planes, but first you gotta spit game
Stop talkin' 'bout your old dollars and make some new sense (Yes)
Quit bein' a nuisance, where's your blueprint? (Where ya blueprint, n***a?)

[Chorus: Pharrell Williams & Mac Miller]
(Huh) Dreams do the body good
Stop standin' around, y'all could do it too (You heard me), yes
Dreams do the body good (I hope y'all feel this out there)
A little creativity (Uh)
'Cause ain't nothin' else that I would ever be (Haha)
Skateboard (You feel me?)
Metatron A.K.A. golden [?] (Dreams do the body good, yes)
(Let me hit 'em)
[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
Uh Uh (Pink Slime)
It all started with a attic, a copy of Illmatic
He had it before the cash and the model bitches and actresses
Ass and tits, all this ass and tits
Got them trippin' like a set of Louis bags and shit
Happiness, he don't know the half of it (yeah)
Attic stained the mind, he could use that view
Work addict got the itch like a new tattoo
Turn that music into money, he could do that too
But everything can go away off a few bad moves
So if your first shit suck like a new vacuum
Now we rap game hustlin' bank account strugglin
Trying to make that song that turn him into something
His family life strange, they so weird about him buzzing
Hallucinating fantasy, he chew that shroom
But he would kick it with his fam if he could do kung-fu
Always worry about his parents asking who loves who
But all you care about is that they do love you
And when your auntie came home with a new uncle
Who wasn't very polite, you didn't want to be nice (You run into your room and dream away)

[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]
(Huh) Dreams do the body good
Stop standin' around, y'all could do it too (You heard me), yes
Dreams do the body good (I hope y'all feel this out there)
A little creativity
'Cause ain't nothin' else that I would ever be (You feel me?) (Mac Miller: Yeah)
Dreams do the body good (yes)
Hit em
[Verse 3: Curren$y]
Uh, United Colors of Benetton, Crewneck
Yellow Gold Cuban I been on
That shit you just not doin’
You fools is like my sons
I love ‘em like Hi-Top Airforce ones
I love ‘em like my haters ‘cause they push me to that paper
That million-dollar bed set
Billion Dollar dreams
Million-dollar baby bonnet
Ball for a winnin’ team
Number one draft pick
Gets a little drafty on this balcony
Slippin’ til my smokin’ jacket
Pullin’ Christmas trees outta vacuum sealed package
Happy holidays I’m high in a daze for all of my days
Finding my way through this maze we call the rap game
Bumpin’ Frankie Beverly in my Chevy
Smokin’ heavy for my homeboys who got killed
Before I got a chance to show ‘em Beverly Hills
You right here not forgot about
Eyes closed but I still see, watchin’ out
So High I need a parachute
When I’m hoppin’ out, when I’m drivin’ out
Ya’ll sleepin’ on me I’m livin’ my dreams out
The Window hoes tweetin’ bout… Uh…
[Chorus and Outro: Pharrell Williams]
(Huh) Dreams do the body good
Stop standin' around, y'all could do it too (You heard me), yes
Dreams do the body good (I hope y'all feel this out there)
A little creativity
'Cause ain't nothin' else that I would ever be (You feel me?)
Dreams do the body good (yes)