Atmosphere - Domestic Dog lyrics
[Atmosphere - Domestic Dog lyrics]
Hahaha, yo did you see that?
Yo she pushed her cart
Right into that Escalade hahaha
Women at the bar want to be a star
Stop her on the street
She thinks you a freak
It's illegal to flirt when we at work
So nowadays I score at the grocery store
You are what you eat, no pretending to be
So I push my cart like an extension of me
Bump, bump, nope I can't front
I'm the one that's probably gonna hit
Your cart more than once
Like "Excuse me, sorry
I didn't see you there"
Yeah, I didn't see you there
With your pretty hair
In the condom aisle, with your awesome smile
Tomorrow we should watch Lost
Hang out a while she's got cheese
Can't tell if it's cheddar
But you did see the way
She held them bell peppers
Clean enough to put soymilk in the potbelly
Skank enough to buy sushi from the hot deli
It's ok though, butter and mangos
Down at the co-op, organic tomatoes
Even the chain stores attract angels
Whole Foods, Safeway, Trader Joe's, Rainbow
Nipples erect in the ice-cream section
Steam up the glass and steal my breath
And you know damn well I'mma bring the dip
Call me the Kool-Aid man and sing my shit
(oh yeah)
Yeah, yeah
Actually I would like a few samples alright?
Thank you
Yeah, yeah, we've all heard the old phrase
Felt like the start of
A mid-eighties porn tape
Both of us reach for the
Last box of corn flakes headphones kickin
She was listening to Ghostface
Nah baby, go ahead and cop them shit's
I'll just settle for a box of Kix
Turned off the iPod to talk
I don't know what she said
I was watching her lips
Recipe interrupted by the culprit
She had no idea that I was
Shopping with a full clip so many bullets
She should have been insulted
But she didn't
That's all that matters isn't
It? No bullshit
Flow and swerve through my chosen words
Miss pumpkin pie, gonna open hers
Yeah, I'll be chilling by the frozen deserts
And if this don't work, I'm going to church
Nah, nah, nah, paper, paper
Nah for real put it in the paper bag
With handles, handles!
So nowadays I score at the gro-gro-gro
Uh, excuse me
What? yeah what's your? Sarah, yeah Sarah
Could you do me a favour and uh
Could you put the eggs on top? Wooo
Yo she pushed her cart
Right into that Escalade hahaha
Women at the bar want to be a star
Stop her on the street
She thinks you a freak
It's illegal to flirt when we at work
So nowadays I score at the grocery store
You are what you eat, no pretending to be
So I push my cart like an extension of me
Bump, bump, nope I can't front
I'm the one that's probably gonna hit
Your cart more than once
Like "Excuse me, sorry
I didn't see you there"
Yeah, I didn't see you there
With your pretty hair
In the condom aisle, with your awesome smile
Tomorrow we should watch Lost
Hang out a while she's got cheese
Can't tell if it's cheddar
But you did see the way
She held them bell peppers
Clean enough to put soymilk in the potbelly
Skank enough to buy sushi from the hot deli
It's ok though, butter and mangos
Down at the co-op, organic tomatoes
Even the chain stores attract angels
Whole Foods, Safeway, Trader Joe's, Rainbow
Nipples erect in the ice-cream section
Steam up the glass and steal my breath
And you know damn well I'mma bring the dip
Call me the Kool-Aid man and sing my shit
(oh yeah)
Yeah, yeah
Actually I would like a few samples alright?
Thank you
Yeah, yeah, we've all heard the old phrase
Felt like the start of
A mid-eighties porn tape
Both of us reach for the
Last box of corn flakes headphones kickin
She was listening to Ghostface
Nah baby, go ahead and cop them shit's
I'll just settle for a box of Kix
Turned off the iPod to talk
I don't know what she said
I was watching her lips
Recipe interrupted by the culprit
She had no idea that I was
Shopping with a full clip so many bullets
She should have been insulted
But she didn't
That's all that matters isn't
It? No bullshit
Flow and swerve through my chosen words
Miss pumpkin pie, gonna open hers
Yeah, I'll be chilling by the frozen deserts
And if this don't work, I'm going to church
Nah, nah, nah, paper, paper
Nah for real put it in the paper bag
With handles, handles!
So nowadays I score at the gro-gro-gro
Uh, excuse me
What? yeah what's your? Sarah, yeah Sarah
Could you do me a favour and uh
Could you put the eggs on top? Wooo