Dig That

[Intro: Cam'ron]

Another 7 a.m. session with Mac, high as a motherfucker, man

[?] just walked in

What up, ma?

Mac Miller in the buildin'

Let me tell you this little story though real quick about this ho

Excuse me, ma, about this chick

This how it went down though (Uh-huh, uh, Cam'ron, yeah)

[Verse 1: Cam'ron]

Baby says she sick of me, sick of me, you kiddin' me? (Kiddin' me)

Fuck the fuckery, you comfort me, you diggin' me? (Dig)

Not Scooby-Doo, boo-boo, no mystery (Nope)

Not school, but I tell you the history (Wow)

Wanted me to wife her (Hmm), I just want to pipe her

Only gave her cab fare, I would've white-Nik'd her (I swear)

Baby won't quit though, she a fighter (Yeah)

I'm like, "Goddamn, it was just a one-nighter"

Don't know what I said to her, but now, the girl I'm deadin' her (Uh-huh)

Caught the vapors, Schwarzenegger never seen this Predator (Nope)

Venus a competitor to my cream and my cheddar, uh

See more tennis than Venus, Serena and Federer (Damn)

Sergio Tacchini, Lamborghini, yeah, etcetera (Etcetera)

Your life feels like a movie, I'll truly be your editor (Spielberg)

Cam did it, your man live it, I ran with it (Ran with it)

Two-thousand-dollar sweater [?]

[Pre-Chorus: Mac Miller]

I tell 'em oh yeah, motherfucker, oh yeah

I'm gettin' money with my homies, yeah, you know I'm gon' share

Life get hard, I don't care, I ain't goin nowhere

I ain't scared, I got my peoples and they iller than yours is

[Chorus: Mac Miller & Cam'ron]

So can you dig that? (Dig that) Huh? Huh? (Dig it)

Said, can you dig that? (Dig that) Huh? Huh? (Dig it; Uh)

So can you dig that? (Dig that) Huh? Huh? (Dig it)

Said, can you dig that? (Dig that) Huh? Huh? (Dig it)

[Verse 2: Mac Miller]

I must admit it, I'm just iller than most

This business, I get up in it, like I'm pimpin' these hoes

All these people that you love, go 'head and give 'em a toast

Because, if they ain't here tomorrow, you gon' miss 'em the most

Now I'm livin' pretty good, yeah, some would say phenomenal

All about my net like it's a goalie in a soccer goal

Accomplished the impossible, my dreams, they seemed illogical

They ain't about that essay paper, I'ma tell 'em adios

Boss of all bosses, motherfucker, shouts to Vado too

Shmutty hoes been told me that they love me, that ain't nothin' new

Yeah, that's nice you know my Twitter, no, I ain't gon' follow you

You prostitute, dirty bitch, I'll throw you down the laundry shoot

Like bada-bing, bada-boom, diamond rings, designer shoes

Finer things I like to do, London, France and China too

Got a crib that got a view, above my yard that got a pool

O'Reilly tryna find me, shit, too bad

[Pre-Chorus: Mac Miller]

I tell 'em oh yeah, motherfucker, oh yeah

I'm gettin' money with my homies, yeah, you know I'm gon' share

Life get hard, I don't care, I ain't goin nowhere

I ain't scared, I got my peoples and they iller than yours is

[Chorus: Mac Miller & Cam'ron]

So can you dig that? (Dig that) Huh? Huh? (Dig it)

Said, can you dig that? (Dig that) Huh? Huh? (Dig it)

So can you dig that? (Dig that) Huh? Huh? (Dig it)

Said, can you dig that? (Dig that) Huh? Huh? (Dig it)

[Outro: Cam'ron & Mac Miller]

(Dig it, dig it)

Dig it (Dig it)

Dig it, dig it, yeah, um

Yeah, shout out to Jerm on the beat

He would've wanted me to shout him out on the beat

Cam told me to tell you that you a bitch, and you ugly

That's what Cam said to tell you, I don't know

Cam said, "Yo, tell Jerm he's a bitch"

Aight, "Aight, Cam," I told him that