Intuition - Al Bundy lyrics
[Intuition - Al Bundy lyrics]
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Here we go now intuition
Cold shouldering old soul smoldering
Flow so cold known to blow snow colder wind
Mami's oragami im an unfolder then
North pole's gold rose don't boast
Hold it in but let it out sometimes
Like sticky little fingers
Rolling pounds one time
Bright night city lights are my sunshine
Stick around, dumb dimes angelino scum kind
Call them the skinny jean squadron
So many clothes gotta mini me problem
I'm Tom Petty, Free Fallin'
Broke 20 something
Pretending that he's ballin
But really living day to day though
Ducking these hoe promoters
Pay to play shows this whole shit from LA to
Now electrolyte call it Gatorade whoa
Whoa whoa slow down buddy
Vocal so wild whole style's money
Don't frown just cuz old gal love me
Hand in my waistband so Al Bundy
Whoa whoa slow down buddy
Vocal so wild whole style's money
Don't frown just cuz old gal love me
Hand in my waistband so Al Bundy
So Al Bundy
There's booty booty booty rockin everywhere
When a Cutie coochie groupy hoochie
Talking to a player i'm like excuse me cutie
You seem to be dropping heavy stares
And I'm no newbie to this newchi cuchi
Im never scared yeah
I'm the type of dude you wanna kick it with
The type of kid you take to bars
And clubs to pull chickens with
Type of kid you hated living with
Because I monopolize your womens
And left dishes in the kitchen sink
It's international now
These bashful new jacks
Ain't got half of the style
Passionate on stage i laugh and I smile
I'm the opening act
But i gab with your crowd the kicks dirty
But, I'm still fly some say the shit's nerdy
I call the flow Bill Nye
It's all fine just to kill time
That super scientific
Mr wizard with the pill high
Whoa whoa slow down buddy
Vocal so wild whole style's money
Don't frown just cuz old gal love me
Hand in my waistband so Al Bundy
Whoa whoa slow down buddy
Vocal so wild whole style's money
Don't frown just cuz old gal love me
Hand in my waistband so Al Bundy
So Al Bundy
Yo I'm like how many MC's must get dissed
Before I score a punker chick with
Little slit's on her wrist
Or that video vixen shares a sip of that crys
Or at least find a fan that
Doesn't live in the sticks
They trying to bring back the 80's
I live in 94' where the beats bang
Like the hammer of the mighty thor
Coming correct was still a nightly chore
I got that je ne sais quoi
To leave your frail psyche sore
Whoa whoa slow down buddy
Vocal so wild whole style's money
Don't frown just cuz old gal love me
Hand in my waistband
So Al Bundy
Here we go now intuition
Cold shouldering old soul smoldering
Flow so cold known to blow snow colder wind
Mami's oragami im an unfolder then
North pole's gold rose don't boast
Hold it in but let it out sometimes
Like sticky little fingers
Rolling pounds one time
Bright night city lights are my sunshine
Stick around, dumb dimes angelino scum kind
Call them the skinny jean squadron
So many clothes gotta mini me problem
I'm Tom Petty, Free Fallin'
Broke 20 something
Pretending that he's ballin
But really living day to day though
Ducking these hoe promoters
Pay to play shows this whole shit from LA to
Now electrolyte call it Gatorade whoa
Whoa whoa slow down buddy
Vocal so wild whole style's money
Don't frown just cuz old gal love me
Hand in my waistband so Al Bundy
Whoa whoa slow down buddy
Vocal so wild whole style's money
Don't frown just cuz old gal love me
Hand in my waistband so Al Bundy
So Al Bundy
There's booty booty booty rockin everywhere
When a Cutie coochie groupy hoochie
Talking to a player i'm like excuse me cutie
You seem to be dropping heavy stares
And I'm no newbie to this newchi cuchi
Im never scared yeah
I'm the type of dude you wanna kick it with
The type of kid you take to bars
And clubs to pull chickens with
Type of kid you hated living with
Because I monopolize your womens
And left dishes in the kitchen sink
It's international now
These bashful new jacks
Ain't got half of the style
Passionate on stage i laugh and I smile
I'm the opening act
But i gab with your crowd the kicks dirty
But, I'm still fly some say the shit's nerdy
I call the flow Bill Nye
It's all fine just to kill time
That super scientific
Mr wizard with the pill high
Whoa whoa slow down buddy
Vocal so wild whole style's money
Don't frown just cuz old gal love me
Hand in my waistband so Al Bundy
Whoa whoa slow down buddy
Vocal so wild whole style's money
Don't frown just cuz old gal love me
Hand in my waistband so Al Bundy
So Al Bundy
Yo I'm like how many MC's must get dissed
Before I score a punker chick with
Little slit's on her wrist
Or that video vixen shares a sip of that crys
Or at least find a fan that
Doesn't live in the sticks
They trying to bring back the 80's
I live in 94' where the beats bang
Like the hammer of the mighty thor
Coming correct was still a nightly chore
I got that je ne sais quoi
To leave your frail psyche sore
Whoa whoa slow down buddy
Vocal so wild whole style's money
Don't frown just cuz old gal love me
Hand in my waistband
So Al Bundy