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Q-NASTY - Cricket Lyrics



Q-NASTY - Cricket Lyrics




I'm watching cricket, Namibia vs. Papua New Guinea
All the stress is for the birds, no cockatoo hear me
All my dogs super quiet, zero cockapoo whinny
Cause they know that all the rats get the Babadook skinny
It's scary, little canaries tell-me-the right time to go out
And then we hoe out, just tryna not induce a hip blow out
We keep the pack large, maybe find some dino ass G
Who nose something different like a rhinoplasty
Peace out, cub scouts, I chuck deuces
When I feel the night been long as mongooses
Loose as a bad noose, I snake out the back
And chirp on the Cricket Wireless, hittin homies with packs
It's a wrap I gotta cop, on the wood like a termite
7-Eleven, chicken sandwich, f*cker I sure might
Finally slid, hoodie like a cobra undercover
I weaseled out of one night and hopped into another (Cricket)

The boy's an animal, restless, hoppin around (Cricket)
His night is over when he flops onto the ground (Wicket)
He didn't stick it when it came to the landing
He'd rather use his arms and legs instead of standing
The boy's an animal, restless, hoppin around (Cricket)
His night is over when he flops onto the ground (Wicket)
To no surprise sometimes beloved in The Town
If you white, black or brown, doesn't matter if you down to kick it

The vibe is magic, bunny, carrots and hats
Californians hear my accent and they parrot it back - for certain
We puttin work in, buildin' up like an anthill
Smokin all the roaches that belong in the landfill
Funny how it's the dregs that are the lions
Occupying spaces held by the Bulls, well, more the Zions
Multiplying when possible with chimpanz strength
Gotta have a whale of a time while you rock it, now peep the landscape

Thanks Duggy Dugg, dreggy dreg, ugly mug
Rob the liquor store and drive off in a VW Bug
Getting smashed like the face of a really fugly pug
Like a face so repugnant that only mother could love
Q Nast Man Standing when he guerrilla market
Barkin', you can't help but takin' your ass and parkin' it
Squawkin' like a lark & the first person to start the shit
Well now it's my time to fin(n)ish like Lauri Markkanen
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I'm watching cricket, Namibia vs. Papua New Guinea
All the stress is for the birds, no cockatoo hear me
All my dogs super quiet, zero cockapoo whinny
Cause they know that all the rats get the Babadook skinny
It's scary, little canaries tell-me-the right time to go out
And then we hoe out, just tryna not induce a hip blow out
We keep the pack large, maybe find some dino ass G
Who nose something different like a rhinoplasty
Peace out, cub scouts, I chuck deuces
When I feel the night been long as mongooses
Loose as a bad noose, I snake out the back
And chirp on the Cricket Wireless, hittin homies with packs
It's a wrap I gotta cop, on the wood like a termite
7-Eleven, chicken sandwich, f*cker I sure might
Finally slid, hoodie like a cobra undercover
I weaseled out of one night and hopped into another (Cricket)

The boy's an animal, restless, hoppin around (Cricket)
His night is over when he flops onto the ground (Wicket)
He didn't stick it when it came to the landing
He'd rather use his arms and legs instead of standing
The boy's an animal, restless, hoppin around (Cricket)
His night is over when he flops onto the ground (Wicket)
To no surprise sometimes beloved in The Town
If you white, black or brown, doesn't matter if you down to kick it

The vibe is magic, bunny, carrots and hats
Californians hear my accent and they parrot it back - for certain
We puttin work in, buildin' up like an anthill
Smokin all the roaches that belong in the landfill
Funny how it's the dregs that are the lions
Occupying spaces held by the Bulls, well, more the Zions
Multiplying when possible with chimpanz strength
Gotta have a whale of a time while you rock it, now peep the landscape

Thanks Duggy Dugg, dreggy dreg, ugly mug
Rob the liquor store and drive off in a VW Bug
Getting smashed like the face of a really fugly pug
Like a face so repugnant that only mother could love
Q Nast Man Standing when he guerrilla market
Barkin', you can't help but takin' your ass and parkin' it
Squawkin' like a lark & the first person to start the shit
Well now it's my time to fin(n)ish like Lauri Markkanen
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Writer: Q. Cerabino
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Language: English
Length: 2:24
Written by: Q. Cerabino

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