Jesse Abraham

Jesse Abraham - Ridiculous lyrics

rate me

(hook)

What am I supposed to do?

I’m tryin to get close to you

but my posing is over

I’m toasted but I’m sober

And I might get ridiculous

x2

(v1)

Get with us when we walk right through the door

I’m cocky to the core cuz I’m rocking new velour

it’s shocking cuz I swore that I’m not suited for a suit that’s in the store

but I got booted before from a club, they said I looked too comfortable

I didn’t realize I’m supposed to be uncomfortable

I could pump you full of tales from my past

the disasters I’ve had acting brash but I’ll pass

now at last in the spot, I got my last shot

I flash what I got and I ask for a spot in the VIP

I know that I’m not VIP

But my style cannot be copied

In my head I am the top seed

what I need is a bottle, then I’ll look distinguished

talking to some models who can’t speak English

sing this song, and ring the alarm

where’s the after party could you bring me along?

(hook)

What am I supposed to do?

I’m tryin to get close to you

but my posing is over

I’m toasted but I’m sober

And I might get ridiculous

x2

(v2)

Now the spot is crazy hot

Almost time to smoke this haze I got

But this ain’t Dazed and Confused

Misbehavin is rude and I’m a nice gentleman

At least tonight, my plan is to settle any beef that’s unnecessary

keep it clean

We don’t want 5.0 to have to peep the scene

but I might need caffeine cuz I didn’t eat my greens

all I had for dinner was a frozen Lean Cuisine

it’s insane how the flowing’s still goin

we won’t throw in the towel till morning

don’t know what time it is, it’s so complex

You never wear your Rolex when you roll on ex

but I ain’t got no diamonds, flossin or shinin

You won’t see me crossing that line into the player zone

Cuz I’m a stay my own until my days are gone

What you waitin on?

Who you got on your team?

I support the youth like I’m protein

yeah

(hook)

What am I supposed to do?

I’m tryin to get close to you

but my posing is over

I’m toasted but I’m sober

And I might get ridiculous

x2

(v3)

so the next day you wake up, and the clock reads three

your reflection in the mirror makes a mockery

your face is rocking a crease

you think to yourself, “hey, yo, stop being weak”

you spent most of the night smoking broccoli, at least

humble is born, cocky’s deceased

cuffed up nights lead to gritty days

the city way of life is getting blazed

your life has become nothing more than a spoof

that’s replacing your youth with the face of a dude who is hasty and rude

now you’re burnt out

your girl’s concerned about your sperm count

drugs and beers by the dozen

hear my discussion of fearing and fussin

we are accustomed to see our disgusting actions, and we call it fashion

imagine, singin bout not being wasted

take this song, copy and paste it

(hook)

What am I supposed to do?

I’m tryin to get close to you

but my posing is over

I’m toasted but I’m sober

And I might get ridiculous

x2

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