Domestic Dog lyrics Lyrics

song lyrics Domestic Dog lyrics Hahaha, yo did you see that? Yo she pushed her cart right into that Escalade Hahaha [Hook] Women at the bar want to be a star Stop her on the street, she thinks you a freak It s illegal to flirt when we at work So nowadays I score at the grocery store [Verse 1] You are what you eat, no pretending to be So I push my cart like an extension of me Bump, bump, nope I can t fund I m the one that s probably gonna hit your cart more than once Like "Excuse me, sorry, I didn t see you there Yeah, I didn t see you there, with your pretty hair In the condom isle, with your awesome smile Tomorrow we should watch Lost, hang out a while" She s got cheese, can t tell if it s cheddar But you did see the way she held them bell peppers Clean enough to put soymilk in the potbelly Skank enough to buy sushi from the hot deli It s ok though, butter and mangos Down at the cold isle, organic tomatoes Even the chain stores attract angels Old food, safe way, traitor jokes, rainbow Nipples erect in the ice-cream section Steam up the glass and steal my breath And you know damn well I ma bring the dick Call me the coolay man and sing my shit (oh yeah) [Hook] Yeah, yeah Actually I would like a few samples Alright? Thank you [Hook] [Verse 2] Yeah, yeah, we ve all heard the old phrase Felt like the start of a mid-eighties porn tape Both of us reach for the last box of corn flakes Headphones kickin, she was listening to Ghostface Nah baby, go ahead and cop them shits I ll just settle for a box of kicks Turned off the iPod to talk I don t know what she said, I was watching her lips Pressing P interrupted by the culprit She had no idea that I was shopping with a full clip So many bullets, she should have been insulted But she didn t, that s all that matters isn t it? No bullshit Flow and swerve through my chosen words Miss pumpin power to open hers Yeeeah I be chilling by the frozen deserts And if this don t work, I m going to church [Hook] Nah, nah, nah, paper, paper Nah for real put it in the paper bag With handles, handles! [Hook with different last line] So nowadays I score at the gro-gro-gro [Hook] Uh, excuse me What? Yeah what s your? Sarah, yeah Sarah Could you do me a favour and uh, could you put the eggs on top? Wooo... song lyrics