Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Overland, artist - Cavanaugh. Album song Time & Materials, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 18.11.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Mello
Song language: English
Overland |
Why you so demanding? |
Why you so demanding? |
Why you so demanding? |
Why you so demanding? |
I ain’t got a job, but I’m working |
Got a girl, but I’m flirting |
I ain’t sure, but I’m certain |
I ain’t really lost, but I’m searching |
I ain’t really bourbon, I ain’t really uh, shit |
I ain’t got a job, but I’m flirting |
Got a girl, but I’m searching |
I ain’t sure, but I’m fuck fuck |
I ain’t got a job, but I’m flirting |
Got a girl, but I’m searching |
I ain’t sure, but I’m certain |
I ain’t really lost, but I’m searching |
I ain’t really bourbon, I ain’t really turning |
I ain’t r-- shit |
Chris McDowd looks like Joe Piscopo, stereo system is Arsenio |
Living in Tampa, me and Tamantha, she was a dancer in Orlando |
I wear purple like I’m Panthro, turned up the Santro, pumping J-Lo |
Fresh ass, dark like Crockett, hands in my pocket |
Got a picture of you in my locket, about to take it in you like a motherfucking |
socket |
Next up on a docket |
In your quarters, in your chambers |
In your nova, in your coda |
I ain’t got a job, but I’m working |
Got a girl, but I’m flirting |
I ain’t sure, but I’m certain |
I ain’t really lost, but I’m searching |
I ain’t really bourbon, I ain’t really, I ain’t really turning |
I ain’t got a job, but I’m flirting |
I ain’t got a job, but I’m working |
I ain’t got a girl, but I’m flirting |
I ain’t really lost, but I’m searching |
I ain’t really, I ain’t really, ah |
I ain’t got a job, but I’m flirting |
Got a girl, but I’m flirting |
I ain’t got a fuck, fuck, fuck |
I ain’t got a job, but I’m working |
Got a girl, but I’m fucking |
I ain’t sure, but I’m certain |
I ain’t really lost, but I’m turning |
I ain’t really searching |
I ain’t really, I ain’t really |
Want a back massage, in my garage? |
You wanna see my collage, you wanna see my Dodge? |
Wants us to make you sweat? |
(Wanna make you sweat?) Want a cigarette? |
What you want is up to you, shark attack |
I’ma bring yo' friend to the back in my garage |
Black don’t crack, shark attack |
Listen to J-Lo, on my stereo |
Isuzu Trooper, in Daytona |
Hot and wet, soft like salmon in the cooler |
We got Danna in the distance, plane has landed |
Planes are landing |
Why you so demanding? |
Why you so demanding? |
Why you so demanding? |
Why you so demanding? |
So demanding, underhanded |
Underpinnings, got a hundred winnings |
And many losses, I be flossing my teeth |
I got no beef, I am a Christmas wreath |
I miss the days, I miss the days |
And I miss the minutes, and I miss my spinach |
And I put these kisses in it, not chocolate |
Watch my rocket ship, I am Apocalypse |
In nerd, no one’s after him |
Shadow Star, back to Zanzibar |
Rapping in your daddy’s car |
Go real far plus electric |
Bus pathetic, never release it |
How we do it, call us Jesus, come back on the day after Friday |
Do it while I make my molecules vibrate |
And I dilate my own pupils, not used to you |
Move through you like Metamucil do, uh! |
That’s a poop joke for you folks |
Yeah, too close for you folks |
Big hands, big cans |
Need a kickstand, balling quicksand, ouch! |
Ain’t no oxygen down here, it ain’t no air |
A job, but I’m working |
Got a girl, but I’m flirting (no air everywhere) |
I ain’t sure, but I’m certain |
I ain’t really lost, but I’m searching |
I ain’t really bourbon, I ain’t really (there's no air everywhere) |
I ain’t really turning |
I ain’t got a job, but I’m flirting |
I ain’t got a job, but I’m working (ain't no air everywhere) |
I ain’t got a girl, but I’m flirting |
I ain’t really lost, but I’m searching (yeah) |
I ain’t really, I ain’t really, ah |
Why you so demanding? |
Why you so demanding? |
Why you so demanding? |
Why you so demanding? |