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    You don't even care about me
    Tell me why I care about you
    This ain't the movies, but I think that you're the one

    Rachel, let me be your Mr. McAdams
    Rachel, they gon' call me Mr. McAdams
    I'll take your name girl, facts
    It's insanely farfetched
    I ain't playing, why you think I've been rapping?
    To be Mr. McAdams, say yes

    Don't lie to me, don't lie to me, don't lie
    You think I'm fucking sick
    You think I lost my shit
    You think I'm weird AF
    But that endearing freckle upon your chin is too much
    I got a freckle on my face too
    I know you've dated Taylor Kitsch (Huh)
    And I know you've seen Ryan Gosling's dick (Skrrt)
    Oh, girl, I don't know it all, girl
    I just wanna take you to a ball, have a ball girl

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    Valet will call me Mr. McAdams
    Rachel, they gon' call me Mr. McAdams
    I'll take your name girl, facts
    It's insanely farfetched
    I ain't playing, why you think I've been rapping?
    To be Mr. McAdams, say yes (Hey-hey-hey)

    Are you a blonde or brunette?
    You pull 'em both off like socks in a bed (Hey)
    Notebook even had a little bit of red (True)
    I don't why I'm telling you about your hair (No)
    You would know best, you was there, it's your hair (Stupid)
    Girl, I confess that I suck dick (Ayy)
    Not suck dick like gave head (Nah)
    I'm just bad at doing this shit (Ayy)
    Girl, just let me prove that I'm him (Please)
    Heard you're 5'4 , I bet you ain't even know that's my ideal height (Ayy)
    I'm 6 (Ay), eh 5'11, I'm 5'10 (Oh)
    Friends say I'm funny (Yeah)
    And I got fans too so I can relate to this being off-putting (Sorry)
    But I just know you'd like what I could give (Swerve)
    Imagine guac without no chips (Ooh)
    Imagine me up at your door (Ayy)
    Out of nowhere, what would you say?
    What would we do? (Ayy) Probably be weird
    Too much buildup (Uh), too much presh
    Or maybe we would fuck like rabbits
    Maybe I'm your Brad Pitt
    Fuck Brad Pitt, don't think about him

    I'm Mr. McAdams (Mr. McAdams)
    Rachel, they gon' call me Mr. McAdams (Mr. McAdams)
    I'll take your name girl, facts
    It's insanely farfetched
    I ain't playing, why you think I've been rapping?
    To be Mr. McAdams, say yes

    You don't even care about me
    Tell me why I care about you
    This ain't the movies, but I think that you're the one
    Rachel, let me be your Mr. McAdams

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    Composición: Sidney Swift, Lil Dicky, ​benny blanco y Motiv

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