Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dickheads, artist - Tuka.
Date of issue: 05.02.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Dickheads |
What’s the matter putty cat? |
Why you cooking crack? |
Ayy |
Why you lookin' mad when it’s me you lookin' at? |
Ayy |
You is not a boss, you’re a sook, you’re a dog |
Gobble gobble, you’re a chook tryna squabble over rat bait |
Wack, fake, you can’t see the facts straight |
Blind as a ma’fucker, stuck up in a bat cave |
You get overlooked, you is shook, tryna throw the book |
Pinocchio’s a crook, you a donkey of the damn day |
You a blagger on my bandwagon tryna mansplain |
Lollygagging out your lung bags, you’re a gas tank |
You’d sell out your fam for one grand, you’re a hack, mate |
I can count my fam on one hand, you’re a tax break |
You, you, gotta be about |
You, you, it’s always gotta be about |
You, you, always gotta be about |
You |
I guess some people are dickheads |
That’s fine, they cannot help it |
Unless you tell them, that’s why they’re dickheads |
I ain’t time for that |
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah |
I’ma spell it out but I don’t care |
I don’t care, I don’t care |
Contradictions, motherfuckin' walking contradictions |
They’re all I ever talk about in all my compositions |
Scorned by poor decisions, haunted by thoughts I’m thinkin', thwarted |
So I thought I’d pen a song, pour some liquor, you ought’a listen |
Thank you for sabotagin' all that I hold important |
Thank you, you’re so supportive, I needed you, you ignored it |
Convinced me that I’m no better, buried me in your baggage |
I’m bending backwards, go ahead and pretend that it never happened, yeah |
You, you, gotta be about |
You, you, it’s always gotta be about |
You, you, always gotta be about |
You |
I guess some people are dickheads |
That’s fine, they cannot help it |
Unless you tell them, that’s why they’re dickheads |
I ain’t time for that |
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah |
I’ma spell it out but I don’t care |
I don’t care, I don’t care |
Yo, ayy, ayy, ayy |
You play the plight of the victim by crying and whingeing, you lyin', |
but inside your’e hiding a villain |
My life is a mile a minute, I don’t have the time for your fiction |
I’m tired of thinking my friend is a friend when he actually isn’t, |
you have to admit it |
I’m trapped in reality, you just imaginary, you just pretending, |
you are an arrogant dickhead |
You are a parody, packing a nappy, I’m happy as Larry apparently |
You wouldn’t know, you just assume that I have to be, you are just stupid and |
broke, move! |
Get out the way, you’re crowding my lane, cloudy and rain, blocking the sun |
with your head |
Your ego’s amounting to pain, fuck you, it must’ve been something I said |
You, you, gotta be about |
You, you, it’s always gotta be about |
You, you, always gotta be about |
You |
Hey! |
I guess (I guess) some people are dickheads |
That’s fine (That's fine), they cannot help it |
Unless you tell them, that’s why they’re dickheads |
I ain’t time for that |
Oh yeah (Oh yeah), oh yeah (Oh yeah), oh yeah |
I’ma spell it out but I don’t care (I don’t care) |
I don’t care (I don’t care), I don’t care |
Hey! |
Oh-oh-oh-oh (You're a dickhead) |
Oh-oh-oh (You're a dickhead) |
Oh-oh-oh (Why's it gotta be about you?) |
Hey! |
Oh-oh-oh-oh |
Oh-oh-oh |
Oh-oh-oh (Why's it gotta be about you?) |