big lettuce – trimspa lyrics
[verse 1]
told her i’m ready to die, it’s no biggie
just dress me up in stussy like tricky
this fronto not a spliff, no ciggies
always catch me with the green, miss piggy
she wanna keep a birkin stocked (flossin’)
i’m just in some birkenstocks (bostons)
out in springfield smoking chocolate
chug a can of c4 like steve austin (h+ll yeah!)
i’m in my element
shirtless eating mozzarella sticks
please take your shoes off up in my residence
yea we got rules, you gotta respect the sh+t
i’m in my groove, i’m on so i’m flexin’ it
i’m with gorgeous brunette eating mexican
out getting street styled just like i’m peskowtiz
getting these fits, off gotta respect this sh+t
[chorus]
i got nothing to do
you got nothing to lose
you know where to find me
baby pull up on me
tonight
i got nothing to do
you got nothing to lose
you know where to find me
baby pull up on me
tonight
[verse 2]
(where we at?) that’s classified
i’m handsome before i get yassified
i call her my baby, no pacify
i need a lil slice of her apple pie
i need to cut down my calories
i need ten caroline callaways
lettucebaby, these is salad days
tell hr bump up my salary
i was with bennington girls
they took me to the end of the world
that s+xual tension, thought i should mention
i’m pumping adrenaline, girl
quickchek for the quick stop, baby
got a bad blonde, she on trimspa baby
r.i.p. anna nicole, i get a ‘bow
hold it up just like simba baby
[chorus]
i got nothing to do
you got nothing to lose
you know where to find me
baby pull up on me
tonight
i got nothing to do
you got nothing to lose
you know where to find me
baby pull up on me
tonight
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