Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Toddler With a Slingshot (Hell Yep), artist - Bug Hunter.
Date of issue: 19.08.2020
Song language: English
Toddler With a Slingshot (Hell Yep) |
You pay me to exaggerate, I think I’ve done enough |
Of turning bummers into heartaches and crushes into love |
Sometimes our lives are mild, our stories: just okay |
I’ll set your expectations in the middle when I say: «Hell yep» |
A hell yep |
And knock me down a peg |
When I wanna be a big shot |
I’m just a toddler |
With a slingshot |
For example: |
I got cornered by a salesman at a farmers market booth |
Selling cheap ceramic bowls mant for dogs to eat their food |
I haggle lik a master, I showed them how I do |
I didn’t want one, but I got a deal for two |
Hell yep |
I don’t have a regret |
Or a dog |
Knock me down a peg |
When I wanna be a big shot |
I’m just a toddler with a slingshot |
Don’t have the strength |
Don’t have the aim |
I’m building up my motor skills and everything’s a game |
You say I’m harmless (you're probably right) |
But nothing is more trouble than a toddler going quiet |
Keep an eye on me, keep your eye, keep your eye on me |
… and knock me down a peg when I wanna be a big shot |
I’m just a toddler with a slingshot |
I asked for half your candy bar |
You raised it in the air |
And split it down the middle |
Made a perfect little pair |
You smiled like a sweetheart |
My hand extended out |
You winked at me and popped |
Both of the pieces in your mouth |
Hell nope |
That one’s a hell nope… no mercy with a Hershey ‘fore she |
Knocked me down a peg |
When I wanna be a big shot |
I’m just a toddler with a slingshot |
Don’t have the strength |
Don’t have the aim |
I’m building my-my-motor skills |
And everything’s a game |
You say I’m harmless (so did Goliath) |
But nothing is more trouble |
Than a toddler going quiet |
Keep an eye on me |
Keep your eye, keep your eye |
And watch me well |
Or I’ll raise a little hell |
… a hell yep |
They asked me for a catch phrase |
I didn’t miss a step |
If their story’s kind of boring |
You can tell 'em: «Hell Yep,» Hell Yep! |
Knock me down a peg |
When I wanna be a big shot |
And I will kick it up the next notch |
And if I work, put in the labor |
Blood, sweat, call in every favor |
Eat my veggies, say my prayers |
Push myself to be a danger… |
… I’ll be a preteen with a Taser |