Homeboy Sandman - Twelfth Day Of Christmas Lyrics

Representing since my jacking off age
Ah, man, I'm Boy Sand, jack of all trades
See I been done had the upper hand, prepare to be amazed
In my fridge, I got a couple brands of vegan mayonnaise
Yep, know what I mean
My towels might look dingy but they're dingy and clean
There hasn't been no half stepping since I stepped on the scene
Ah, dag, Mister Sandman, bring me a dream
Fly jam, for anybody who still does dishes by hand
Facebook, hashtag the 'Gram
Forget that, man, thinking up a master plan
Hustle and the bustle of life
That much easier with flushable wipes
I'll be in a couple with a couple of gripes
But I don't go to therapists for couples advice
More mister nice guy
Standing against the pipeline, looking on the bright side
Hardly ever compliant, hardly ever tongue tied
Underneath the night sky, surfing on a mudslide
Roads for easing on down
Look at Angel, which label is he on now?
Recreating how the children in the hall sound
Regulating like a sheriff in a small town
According to the movies
I don't sweat a single penny, it is pretty groovy
Chick I got, number one cutie
Hip hop cop, never off duty
Guess that that's the way that it goes
You can tell the sea happy by the way that it rose
You can tell the wind happy by the way that it blows
You could tell my joint happy by the way that it grows
C'mon