Sewerperson, Eric Godlow - rebel lyrics
[Sewerperson, Eric Godlow - rebel lyrics]
Mmm, mmm, okay
Rebel, I couldn’t fuck with the way
You was all in my mental i could do better
She on my piece 'cause
She needed some cheddar kennel, uh
Bars in my mouth but I couldn’t
Tell you 'bout the seller
Keller, I tune these bitches out
I feel like Helen Keller
If she ever fucked me
She'll wanna fuck me again
Cup full of bubbly fill me up
I'on' want it to end art, art, art, art
She's a work of art
She needs a bag, so I do my part
Intelligent design
I could see without the light
Girl what's the move tonight
Girl what you doing tonight?
She's so real, oh my gosh
Took me by surprise
What do you want me for? What
Do you need me for?
Pop, I might pop, I'on' even try no more
Fuck, what you need me for? What
Do I need you for?
I'm on the meteor, I swear I'm too high
Look in my face, I'm torn
Look at my green eyes
Rebel, I couldn’t fuck with the way
You was all in my mental i could do better
She on my piece 'cause
She needed some cheddar kennel, uh
Bars in my mouth but I couldn’t
Tell you 'bout the seller
Keller, I tune these bitches out
I feel like Helen Keller
If she ever fucked me
She'll wanna fuck me again
Cup full of bubbly fill me up
I'on' want it to end art, art, art, art
She's a work of art
She needs a bag, so I do my part
Rebel, I couldn’t fuck with the way
You was all in my mental i could do better
She on my piece 'cause
She needed some cheddar kennel, uh
Bars in my mouth but I couldn’t
Tell you 'bout the seller
Keller, I tune these bitches out
I feel like Helen Keller
If she ever fucked me
She'll wanna fuck me again
Cup full of bubbly fill me up
I'on' want it to end art, art, art, art
She's a work of art
She needs a bag, so I do my part
Intelligent design
I could see without the light
Girl what's the move tonight
Girl what you doing tonight?
She's so real, oh my gosh
Took me by surprise
What do you want me for? What
Do you need me for?
Pop, I might pop, I'on' even try no more
Fuck, what you need me for? What
Do I need you for?
I'm on the meteor, I swear I'm too high
Look in my face, I'm torn
Look at my green eyes
Rebel, I couldn’t fuck with the way
You was all in my mental i could do better
She on my piece 'cause
She needed some cheddar kennel, uh
Bars in my mouth but I couldn’t
Tell you 'bout the seller
Keller, I tune these bitches out
I feel like Helen Keller
If she ever fucked me
She'll wanna fuck me again
Cup full of bubbly fill me up
I'on' want it to end art, art, art, art
She's a work of art
She needs a bag, so I do my part