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donny & scum - feeling pretty lyrics

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[verse 1 – don cook]
so it’s donny and o once again
wrap the chord around my hand while i’m rapping just like a bandage
hip hop’s – paramedic
tell your mama’s friends about us
my entourage ‘bout as fresh as a farmers market
or tylenol out the bottle
betty white with the modesty, ha
that’s comedy
but for writing i’m way too pretty for light –
not to be on me
stripes not to be promised
types not to be calling
the sky not to be falling
my mind not to be on what –
my next move is
ask mr. hyde as dr. jeckll what my best move is
my head’s too big but sh-t
it never stressed who’s fit
and i’m the honorary guest of every room i’m in
i’m way too –
i’m way too pretty from my head to my sam smiths
she said get a d-mn grip
i said lend me the hand
and i’ll unfasten my belt
you’ll be undressing the pants
uncle jesse to her becky
i’ma rip her front man

[hook – don cook]
i’m feeling pretty than a motherf-cker
pretty than a b-tch
pretty audrey hepburn eating breakfast at the tiff’
pretty as the mirror that i’m reflecting in
and pretty as a pillow after getting high as sh-t

[verse 2 – don cook]
getting more settled the wetter she get
cheddar gets served with this cracker
bet i’m better than rittz
splashing a half-empty cup to dampen a pessimist uh
better get word of these savages cause seldom we quit
h-ll we done been, we met our demons and selled em our sh-t
took an elevator back up to this cell that we sit
started digging a little tunnel cause bail was too big
ain’t no one rich gonna be there when we failing so this
here is the message, i’m better looking
you pale in comparison
i’m pale when comparing skin
but right there’s where it ends
i ain’t embarr-ssed ‘bout nothing
i am the pharaoh of f-cking
i just find it hilarious how prepared we’re with fronting, taking shots
got motherf-ckers all running outside
run for they lives, don’s cooking is flushing the hive
if you stuck right beside me in the toughest of fights, what would suffice?
entire song or a couple of lines?

[hook – don cook]
i’m feeling petty than a motherf-cker
petty than a b-tch
pretty audrey hepburn eating breakfast at the tiff’
pretty as the mirror that i’m reflecting in
and pretty as a pillow after getting high as sh-t

[verse 3 – sc-m jones]
system’s been disturbed
mystery men make history
then the legends hit the curb
don and oshea hit the herb
seen the anti-christ in fancy tights
and grabbed him by the skirt
said his best hits to my essence wouldn’t work
sent the peasant t-rd to church
showed him he ain’t working with no pacifist
i jump into my pool full of b-tches
give ‘em the magic stick
fill my pockets with magnums, it’s –
never safe but sorry when i just crashed the ferrari
hunt giraffes in safaris
bring it back to atari with that old-school game
that i spit to the spanish mamis
zooming through in my hovercraft
fossil fuel ain’t what i need
baby runs off saliva and toenail clippings
i’m shipping that little b-tch if she feisty
to my concentration camps in west ghana and france
i need the diamond-studded labradoodles in advance
and the gas so good that i d-mn-near p-ssed myself
good god i gotta kiss myself

[hook – sc-m jones]
i’m feeling pretty than a motherf-cker
pretty than a b-tch
pretty as the gang of freaky chicas hittin’ l!cks
for a n-gga when the dough is low
and hope to blow the bridge
that’s connecting me to all these other pr-cks
a n-gga feelin’-



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