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sweeze - the lituation lyrics

(micky trip verse 1)
got my slacks on and this tweed jacket
bet your buns i got the eyebrows to back it
t–th super white ain’t no tobaccky
skin super tight yeah theres no slackage
fuzzy caterpillars i’m the full package
come on over honey i’m the one you’re lacking
super wild baby i’m like mccracken
80 old crane that’s how i i’m strutting
like a diamond studded m-ffin climbed out of the oven
better watch out baby i’m gunna show you the lovin’

(hype men)
“oh he did not just say that! aaaaaaaahh yeeeeeeaaaa”

bet you didn’t think i had all the swagger
watch me swish it man i’ll give it all three daggers
i k!ll it like the 70s were all my prime days
ladies fighting like they really want them old ways
got the loafers with the t-ssels yeah they got no frays
got that wide collar man with no collar stains

backup
(“watch your profanity”)

chorus
“geeet sweeze on ‘em”
“yeah sweeze on ‘em”
“sweeze on ‘em”
“get sweezy”

(bus announcer)
“welcome to walker michigan, l-shorty your bars are waiting”

(luke’s fan girls)
2x “oh my god”
“you guys are not going to believe this” “what?” “luke is in michigaaaan!!”
“not l-shorty!!! ahh!!” -fainting sound

(l-shorty’s verse)
mechanical pencil in my shirt pocket
walk out the door i got the deadbolt to lock it
hop in my honda ‘99 (ayyy)
it’s got some rust but it’s fine (ya ya ya)
seeing well and looking good i got the thin wire frames
(young child)
“hey, somebody get the ‘stinguisher”
(background monster)
“cuz here comes the flames”

i’ve been looking this way for a while
a lot of people try to copy my style
open the folder and i open the file
i got word doc-ments for a mile
got a spreadsheet, 500 tiles
because i excel
what’s that smell?
old spice, brother!
sweet combover now baby come on over
simon garfunkel, your daddy and your uncle
knit tie, lips dry, salami on my bread, rye
benji b-tton, ladies say i’m looking like i’m 5
pocket protector, i’m the ladies nector
my buddy hector is the taco collector
lie detector, never going off
on the beach looking like a short david h-sselhoff

chorus

(micky trip verse 2)
silver s-xy signet rang
make a sucka go insane
super s-ssy sizzle suits keep my slim physique
make my style unique keep it on fleek
timmy hortons in my hand love that eggy cheesy ham
say h-llo to uncle dan
go and tell him i’m the man
rollerskating is my jam
got the blades with the purp’
mountain cans with the syrp
make a sucka get hurt make me tear off my shirt
start to kick up some dirt make the girls start-ta flirt
got the hair with the flow got the bread sourdough
got the b-ss down low
got a call from your mo because she got me like whoa—
yeah– yeah-woah

chorus

fin

- the lituation lyrics

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