PARKER (Dumbfoundead) - Tic Tic ft. Intuition | Текст песни

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• Tic Tic ft. Intuition

Groupies on my jock
They tellin me to break a leg
Everytime i rock they get horny
Gimme satan head
These hoes get really slow
Tryna break the bed
Always rock the club
Got that Gary Paton cred
New town every night ima paint it red
Wake up to a new chick
Huge tits making eggs
Gotta “break fast” gotta flight to catch
She got issues
Her boyfriends got biker tats
What kinda life is that? momma tryna preach
All i hear is WOMP WOMP and other onomatopoeias
I should really listen
You sleep with sleezy women
Chattin over salad over at the California pizza kitchen
20/20 vison
Goin on blind dates
Lookin for wifey
Runnin into brides mates
Always the same conversation just the lines changin’
Fine with the mind state
Fly with the time change
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Yeah, We bout to get rich soon
Rollin another spliff and lets get lit fool
Wakin up,Lookin at my wrist its noon
Feelin like I might
Tic Tic Tic Boom Boom

Yeah, We bout to get rich soon
Rollin another spliff and lets get lit fool
Wakin up, Lookin at my wrist its noon
Feelin like I might
Tic Tic Tic Boom Boom

I said the flow’s so prison cell
Wave to the haters
Go ahead, wish them well
No longer throwing pennies in a wishing well
Spending every evening with a breezy playing kiss and tell
Finished off a fifth now I’m sippin’ ale
Steady going postal, bi-coastal, tryna get the mail
Miss the dick, knicks and flyer than the pigeon tails
Wavin peace signs, hustlerin’ some politician shells
Spent nights rippin’ rails. runny nose, sick as hell
Now I puff a swiff until my bottom lip is swell
Shake it, stir it, just mix it well
Ima chug it down like the last cold drink in hell
How ya livin’ man
I’m feelin’ swell
Even with a nervous twitch, nibblin’ on brittle nails
You press strangers with little fib little tails
Just keep waiting ‘till my weight tips the scale
Yeah, We bout to get rich soon
Rollin another spliff and lets get lit fool
Wakin up,Lookin at my wrist its noon
Feelin like I might
Tic Tic Tic Boom
Yeah, We bout to get rich soon
Rollin another spliff and lets get lit fool
Wakin up, Lookin at my wrist its noon
Feelin like I might
Tic Tic Tic Boom

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