[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 timе (Huh, what?), Richard Mille (Yeah)
Easy, homeboy, fast movеs 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)
(Mac Mill!)
[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
Hey, hey
It all started with an attic, and a copy of Illmatic
I had it before the cash, models, bitches, and actresses
Ass and tits, all this ass and tits got me tripping like a set of Louis bags and shit
Sound like brand new diamonds, getting on planes
You let these girls fool you, you (?)
Listen ma, no you ain’t in Kansas, this ain’t Wichita
Twist n lock, now you see me, now you don’t, (?)
They told me get a job, now I got a big garage
Filled with cars, see that’s what you get when you stay working hard
This don’t come easily, Buddha on my chain
Tell you hakuna to matata, no worry, simple and plain
What I picture, what it is, well shit isn’t the same
Got some women who complain, making me go insane
I’m living better than I ever imagined, but the way some people fake it’s like competitive acting
I used to never had a clue, but now my money getting closer than the cool cut
New shoes don’t make a man, but they always make him feel like a hundred grand
Yeah, uh huh

[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 (Hell no)
Metatron A.K.A. golden [?] (Dreams do the body good, yes)
(Uhhh)(Mac Mill)

[Verse 3: Mac Miller]
I’m still Rosé sippin’, CoTrain listenin’
Hundred hoe, hoe train, they cocaine sniffin’
Girl I’m tryna marry, but we a little young now
Take some molly, roll then keep on smoking til’ we come down
This ain’t drugs style, it’s all about the love now
Me and Peter drum line, one band, one sound
So put them guns down, chill for a while
Besides, them clothes you got on is killin’ your style
You don’t need to take a picture to smile!
Shawty take a break from dancing, and come sit for a while ya dig?

[Chorus: Pharrell Williams & Mac Miller]
(Huh) Dreams do the body good(Dreams do the body good)
Stop standin' around, y'all could do it too (You heard me), yes
Dreams do the body good(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)
(Alright stop)(Mac Mill)(Hit ‘em)(I’m boutta go)

[Outro: Mac Miller]
Oh yeah man
This the shit you didn’t think you would hear
But I’m sure you happy you did (Yeah)
Always fuckin’ em up
Alright we can stop it in 3,2,1
Biatch