Lyrics:
Professional Bathroom Singer
Professional Bathroom Singer
Slippery, slippery on the floor
Be careful what you wish for
I'm about to get a shampoo
tell them im not villain
Opqrst olenne thechitt poi with her bestie
Uvwxyz oombich paalam kadathi nja sasi
Im not a player bathroom singer
So called
Already on me she don't know that I'm a singer
Bathroom doing molly I got her wrapped around my finger
Tonight I'm feeling poly you got a friend you can
him and leave now while it's half over
I'll go outside and pace the halls by the bathroom totally alone
Inside the singer does the po-faced boogie
[singers:] The Peeper, The Peeper, whats goin' through his head? woah!
[Leaves rusteling]
[Peeper:] Climin' the tree.
slowly. quietly. lookin' for
bag then looked back around
Gimme one second she said
Approaching the bathroom
Contemplating turning the offer down
Put her duffle bag on the bathroom
the shotty on my beehive, my wig
And yo they took me to the bathroom, started up the chainsaw yo
You gon' talk or see your brains on the floor
That's when 6
it lands on another rap singers lips who can't think of sh-
Anything of wit, that's interesting to spit
Yo, who's king of this f- English lit'?
Let
fling that bitch from your fingertips
Hope it lands on another rap singers lips who can't think of shit
Anything of wit, that's interesting to spit
Yo,
you fancy, huh?
You getting ready so I know we gon' be here awhile
In the bathroom flat irons and nail files
Spending hours in salons on your
out
Quite the way I want it to be
(Tell me what you want)
I want a brand new house
On an episode of Cribs
And a bathroom I can play baseball in
out
Quite the way I want it to be
(Tell me what you want)
I want a brand new house
On an episode of Cribs
And a bathroom I can play baseball in
move, but they grabbed the kid
Had the shotty on my beehive, my wig
And yo they took me to the bathroom, started up the chainsaw yo
You gon' talk
"strong as
Death, sweet as love
" as Green sang it on a
Little-known masterwork from 1974 in
This instance it wasn’t the singer
On the end of the
Gun barrel
her?"
Trying to get her back to the nest so I could sting her
So I hit Big Sean on the ringer
Said, "I got a chick for you that look like a singer
I guess I could've told you
You were the reason why
I ran off to the bathroom
And locked myself inside
I try to fix my makeup
In the dirty mirror
ROCK N ROLL ROMANCE
kids are loud n laced w neon
baby faces bounce n fall
alcoholic mask of rubber
hopelessly romantic doll
singer's got a pink
gold bathroom fixtures
And saltwater fish tanks in the ceiling
Before I spend one night
Smoking and staring at an infinity mirror
See myself living
here awhile
In the bathroom flat irons and nail files
Spending hours in salons on your hairstyles
In the mall steady rackin' up the air miles
Hit
here awhile
In the bathroom flat irons and nail files
Spending hours in salons on your hairstyles
In the mall steady rackin' up the air miles
Hit
the fizzy drinks are nice
It's brilliant you care so much about things
But you left talcum powder all over the bathroom
And yeah it's great - you can blow
you fancy huh
you getting ready so i know we gon be here awhile
in the bathroom flat irons and nail files
spending hours in salons on your hairstyle
in
Life used to be life-like
Now it's more like show biz
I wake up in the night
And I don't know where the bathroom is
And I don't know what town
Life used to be life-like
Now it's more like show biz
I wake up in the night
And I don't know where the bathroom is
And I don't know what town
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