Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Prarie Dog Day, artist - Dark Time Sunshine. Album song ANX, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 23.07.2012
Record label: ASCAP
Song language: English
Prarie Dog Day |
| Snap-backs back in effect |
| Wear 'em like a coach |
| Windbreaker with a team patch |
| On 'em like a brooch |
| Denim jacket |
| Members only |
| High-top ponies |
| Kick Reebok, argyle socks, totally! |
| Tap flesh, he too walk a doggy, hella little |
| Have a ciggy while you strolling through your park’s fog |
| Every time you flick it looks as if you have a sparkler in hand |
| your finger polished hand |
| Even pirates wear mascara and eye shadow |
| Go |
| Listen to gangster rap |
| Escape Marlon Brando |
| Go |
| Your is no longer a toy, it is a droid manipulated |
| Pinky ring, Fake Four finger item t-shirt |
| With a V-neck like Mork and Mindy |
| Off to purchase Modern Warfare vintage |
| Fedora burn in hell 'cuz a helmet has more significance |
| Reckon its time for the prairie dogs to come out and play, so make way |
| Get away ground hog, so long |
| Get away ground hog, so long long |
| Reckon its time for the prairie dogs to come out and play, so make way |
| Get away ground hog, so long |
| Get away ground hog, so long long |
| 70's luggage — Check |
| Yard sale rummage — Check |
| 45 selection — Check |
| Sci-fi fundage — Check |
| Every action figure accurate to one of your friends |
| Your furniture like 'Super 8' or 'Zodiac' |
| No longer have to act black |
| Even if you are black |
| The coolest of the cool have lost their cool because the cool black |
| Was popular |
| my mantra |
| First person gun games |
| Mario and |
| Rappers rock and roll, Rock is up their nose |
| No country for old men, since Johnny passed I’m told |
| I bottled up REI for the skinny to explore |
| The ladies wanna be Rhonda |
| The fellas wanna be |
| The good rappers own cats |
| I’m adopting one manana |
| But a dog is a man’s best friend |
| Except when he acts like a bitch |
| But forget all this shit, gonna be rich |
| Turn yourself into a brand name |
| Your spits not even half of the battle no more |
| It’s merely a frame |
| The picture perfect is your interest |
| And are you savvy |
| A paint brush or a portrait |
| Colors are |
| I stay dashing exactly subtle |
| Limbo between life of the party, boy in the bubble |
| Act like you just don’t know what you’re doing |
| And they will love you |
| Tricks of the trade |
| Magician’s secret |
| Comedic |
| Maybe that’s frowned upon |
| That fifteen minutes of fame be based on |
| Arrogance and response to the |
| Nothing is fair, none of them are |
| You’re either born a man or a star |
| And there you fucking are |
| No practicing or getting better at it, punk |
| Nope |
| You either |
| Natural Kashi ball, Grape Nuts and some Oatmeal |
| Puffing through your |