Mac Miller — Man in the Hat

[Verse 1] Boy a fool, wonder what's cool Tryin' to figure out what to rhyme about I heard your mans ran cryin' to his mommy and his daddy When the cops drove by his house, so who you tryin' to dial? If you lookin' for a answer, you probably gon' find it now And to the man in the hat standin' lookin' at his watch: Motherfucker, well, the time is now Go and clap your hands, let me hear you say, "That's the jam" See, I wouldn't be shit if I ain't have no fans Can't sit down, kids, you have to stand Just put your hands up, you don't have to dance Here, we get it poppin' like it's Pakistan Iraq, Iran, I have them sayin', "Mac's the man" The maximum, comin' through to pass you bums So if you ain't got no money, better ask for some Hey, we came to get down, have a good time Bring the champagne out and the good wine We gon' be sippin' and whippin' the sickest whips Spittin' the illest shit that's sicker than syphilis Comin' in the back door, yellin', "Fuck a list" Fans takin' pictures while I'm tryin' to take a piss We came to party, didn't come to give a shit Now sing this part, it goes like this, hey [Chorus] All my people in the front Go and clap your hands, go clap your hands Everybody in the back Go and clap your hands, go clap your hands If you're feelin' that funk Go and clap your hands, go clap your hands If you like it like that Go and clap your hands, go clap your hands All my people in the front (Front) Go and clap your hands, go clap your hands Everybody in the back (Back) Go and clap your hands, go clap your hands If you're feelin' that funk (Funk) Go and clap your hands, go clap your hands If you like it like that (That) Go and clap your hands (Hey), go clap your hands [Verse 2] H-h-h-h-hold up Every day they wanna ask me when I'll grow up I show up 'cause fans will go nuts Tell the girls, "It's cool, look but don't touch" I'll be home soon as I can, I don't rush 'Cause girl, you're baby, girl, you're good, just don't fuss I wanna hear y'all clap, just like that Keep it goin', I'ma bring it all back H-h-h-h-hold up Every day they wanna ask me when I'll grow up I show up 'cause fans will go nuts Tell the girls, "It's cool, look but don't touch" I'll be home soon as I can, I don't rush Baby, baby, girl, you're good, just don't fuss I hear these couples fightin' all the time, not us We have a good time, like to get fucked up What? What? Goin' hard tonight Under 21, but find me at the bar tonight Hey, drivin' 'round in my car tonight Makin' music that ain't hard to like I got the heart to write A couple bars, I might go do Somethin' crazy, I may be lazy, love me or hate me You know it's the same me And it goes a little somethin' like this... [Chorus] All my people in the front Go and clap your hands, go clap your hands Everybody in the back Go and clap your hands, go clap your hands If you're feelin' that funk Go and clap your hands, go clap your hands If you like it like that Go and clap your hands, go clap your hands All my people in the front (Front) Go and clap your hands, go clap your hands Everybody in the back (Back) Go and clap your hands, go clap your hands If you're feelin' that funk (Funk) Go and clap your hands, go clap your hands If you like it like that (That) Go and clap your hands, go clap your hands [Outro] Boy a fool, wonder what's cool Tryin' to figure out what to rhyme about I heard your mans ran cryin' to his mommy and his daddy When the cops drove by his house, so who you tryin' to dial? If you lookin' for a answer, you probably gon' find it now And to the man in the hat standin' lookin' at his watch: Motherfucker, well, the time is now (Time is now)