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whysir - do u think lyrics

[intro/hook]
h-llo, i love you
(what do you think you’re doing)
my cat can eat a whole watermelon
(just what do you think you’re doing)
i love your shoes
(what do you think you’re doing)
my cat can eat a whole watermelon
(just what do you think you’re doing)

[verse 1]
watched an obese man wash his hands
with so much vigor
you’d think his plan was droppin’ weight
by mashing his heavy wet hands together

or maybe this bulbous dude
just thinks that germs’ll be the death of him
slip in his blood they’ll squirm and swim
and that’s f-cking disgusting to him

hands dry; waddles out side
slumps down in his truck and
gobbles 2 large fries, 3 burgers, and a diet c0ke
must have been super sized
i’m not surprised your stressed out and stretched out
40-hour work week digging a hole and you’re too deep to dig out

[hook]
h-llo, i love you
(what do you think you’re doing)
my cat can eat a whole watermelon
(just what do you think you’re doing)
i love your shoes
(what do you think you’re doing)
my cat can eat a whole watermelon
(just what do you think you’re doing)
you’re a king, i love you
(what do you think you’re doing)
my cat can eat a whole watermelon
(just what do you think you’re doing)
i love your shoes
(what do you think you’re doing)
my cat can eat a whole watermelon
(just what do you think you’re doing)

[verse 2]
no shovel buddy, sorry cupping soil getting muddy
f-ckers flaunt their fun and food and drink and lounge and hold their tummies
doubled over now their laughing at your frustration, f-ck it!
i’d give an arm and a leg to know chicken or egg: you lean in – then and ask want a nugget?

so walk in the club; coat check, czech republic, slovakia
you probably shouldn’t drive tonight
you’ve had too many vodka
redbulls and your head goes
back and forth as you down em

the divorce rate has led all these horses to water
and it looks like we’re trying to drown them

beat is bumping slumping over standing up against a wall
seems the dry humping drink in hand has bled into the hall
people round you grooving sweating smoothness no concern at all
alcohol culls out the carnal so half these -sses will give it their all

some augment their bodies so they can cover up naughty-
bits with more legit tidbits of flare and go out and party
hardy har they cultivate a field of physicality
then complain for days about people who praise their ‘t’s and their ‘a’s
not their personality

[hook 1x]

[verse 3]
we hex and vex the opposite s-x
for sending mixed signals
it’s hard of face rejection from something
that looks so good when it wiggles

low caliber men want ala carte tail
no heart can’t really lie
they want the nasty, the gritty, the giggidy giggidy
but don’t wanna end up a family guy

so step into play; something clever to say
you saw last night online
wine stain on her t–th ten cents on her breathe
yep: she’s no dime

it’s fine with you
you’re looking to screw and you’ve got a drink
and she’s drinking one two
and now the best part of the evening we’re to

no not the s-x: her rejecting you

[hook 1x]

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