Adam AOK - Verbal Diarrhea lyrics

rate me

(Intro)

Ya know, every time this beat drops

People lose their mind

Well, it's time for me to tickle your fancy

(Verse)

Uh, yeah, I see men (seamen) and salmon

You see men and grab them

Nothing wrong with being gay

But it's just something I can't fathom

Catch me at the delicatessen

No baggle so I'm stressin'

Now the waitress I'm impressin'

Is sourdough all I'm left with?

Don't piss me off or you're in trouble

Get it? Urine trouble?

I said it twice, no, not a stutter

Think of it like baseball

Ya know, gettin' a double?

No Irish skirt but I kilt it

Shed a tear, the milk - I spilt it

You all are gettin' hard to work with

Get creative with yo verses!

Jew-hoo tips that's progressive, bro

Big Bang Theory, that's a shitty show

I ensure you it is going down

Now I sound like Flow from TV

That dumb progressive hoe

Bank account, I'm mediocrity

Spittin' knowledge like I'm Socrates

Yo girl gave me the surface

Ironic, I had no Socks-or-T

Shoulda dropped the tape on pass offer

But now that date is passed off her

Apparently, when God was given Heidi

He just said next, well damn, I just got pass over

Overweight, I know I am

Dressin' well, I know I can

Mexican eatin' can meat

Damn, I'm lookin' spick-and-span

Time to speed the beat up

I had to put my feet up

I'm shittin' on the game, call that verbal diarrhea

I'm growin' on you boys, call that ch-ch-ch-ch-chia

I swear I'm looking good from the waist down in the _____(?)

And I told you since a young boy funny business been a no-no

They ringin' in the Lord, but I swear that I ain't Frodo

Tampon strings are weird, don't they look a lot like yoyos?

Sometimes I get my white girl on and crave a lil froyo

They say that Suzy sold seashells while she's sittin' on the sea shore

But correct me if I'm wrong, sellin' yo seashell, you're a whore!

Betta stay up on yo sleep job, something cook up in the kitchen

I just tell it like it is, call it what you want, ok, it's snitching?

Balabasos kill that guy? Can't you read it on the hat?

Shabooya in my stomach so you know that's where I'm at

I'm going feral werewolf looking up at the fool moon

I'm sorry for the wait, seamen and salmon coming soon