Dumbfoundead, Intuition - Tic Tic lyrics
[Dumbfoundead, Intuition - Tic Tic lyrics]
Groupies on my jock
They telling me to break a leg
Everytime I rock
They get horny give me satan head
These hoes get Emily Rose
Try to break the bed always rock the glove
Got that Gary Payton cred
New town everynight, I'mma paint it red
Wake up to a new chick, huge tit's
Making eggs
Gotta break fast, theres a flight to catch
She got issues, her boyfriend got biker tats
What kind of life is that?
Mommas try to preach
All I hear is womp womp another onomatopoeias
I should really listen
Dealing with sleazy women
Chatting over salads at the
California pizza kitchen
Twenty twenty vision, going on blind dates
Looking for wifey
Running through bridesmaids
Always the same conversation with
The lines change fine with the mind states
Fly with the time change
Yeah, we 'bout to get rich soon
Roll another spliff and lets get lit foo
Waking up, looking at my wrist it's noon
Feeling like I might tic tic tic boom, boom
I set the flow so prison cell
Wave to them haters
Go ahead wishin' em' well
No longer throwin pennies in the wishing well
Spending every evening with a breezy
Playing kiss and tell
Finished off a fifth, now im sippin ale
Steady going postal box
Costal trying to get the mail
Mister Dick Nixon and flyer
Than a pigeon tail
Waving peace sign hustlerin
A politician shells
Spent nights rippin rails
Runny nose sick as hell
Now I puff a spliff untill
My bottom lip is swell
Shake it, stir it, just mix it well
I'mma chug it down like the
Last cold drink in hell
How ya livin' man? Im feelin swell
Even with a nervous twitch
Nibblin on brittle nails
And press strangers with little
Fib riddle tale just keep weighting till my
Weight tips the scale
Yeah, we 'bout to get rich soon
Roll another spliff and lets get lit foo
Waking up, looking at my wrist it's noon
Feeling like I might tic tic tic boom, boom
They telling me to break a leg
Everytime I rock
They get horny give me satan head
These hoes get Emily Rose
Try to break the bed always rock the glove
Got that Gary Payton cred
New town everynight, I'mma paint it red
Wake up to a new chick, huge tit's
Making eggs
Gotta break fast, theres a flight to catch
She got issues, her boyfriend got biker tats
What kind of life is that?
Mommas try to preach
All I hear is womp womp another onomatopoeias
I should really listen
Dealing with sleazy women
Chatting over salads at the
California pizza kitchen
Twenty twenty vision, going on blind dates
Looking for wifey
Running through bridesmaids
Always the same conversation with
The lines change fine with the mind states
Fly with the time change
Yeah, we 'bout to get rich soon
Roll another spliff and lets get lit foo
Waking up, looking at my wrist it's noon
Feeling like I might tic tic tic boom, boom
I set the flow so prison cell
Wave to them haters
Go ahead wishin' em' well
No longer throwin pennies in the wishing well
Spending every evening with a breezy
Playing kiss and tell
Finished off a fifth, now im sippin ale
Steady going postal box
Costal trying to get the mail
Mister Dick Nixon and flyer
Than a pigeon tail
Waving peace sign hustlerin
A politician shells
Spent nights rippin rails
Runny nose sick as hell
Now I puff a spliff untill
My bottom lip is swell
Shake it, stir it, just mix it well
I'mma chug it down like the
Last cold drink in hell
How ya livin' man? Im feelin swell
Even with a nervous twitch
Nibblin on brittle nails
And press strangers with little
Fib riddle tale just keep weighting till my
Weight tips the scale
Yeah, we 'bout to get rich soon
Roll another spliff and lets get lit foo
Waking up, looking at my wrist it's noon
Feeling like I might tic tic tic boom, boom