Sick One

Since I don't work today, I'm gonna spend my day well
I spend it cool, so on monday there's a story to tell
I don't go looking for no problems or a pickle per se
No I just kinda feel a little feisty today
Got a cold one in my hand and another in the other
Acting like a dumb fuck, don't tell my mother
My summer sombrero always keeps me in the shade it
Keeps me frosty if I end up going on a raid

I'm on a sick one, baby! Yeah!
I'm on a sick one! Hey hey!
I'm on a sick one, baby! Yeah! Yeah!
Running on an empty head, I won't stop until I'm dead

What you think you know about the sick one, Honey
Check the newscast, yeah I'm a wanted man
Everything you've heard about the sick one, Honey
Read all about in the papers, I'm wanted for the SICK ONE!

Ain't no knowing where, or when the system shuts down
So I'm rocking and I'm rolling till they run me out of town
I look like ass, but I feel like a Prince
Like a chubby happy baby with a triple set of chins
And I don't really care about what people might think
The sun shining bright and my rosé is pink
And I cannot stop, no, not even for a second
Like I'm Jason Statham I can't stop cause I'm out here

On a sick one, baby! Yeah!
I'm on a sick one! Hey hey!
I'm on a sick one, baby! Yeah! Yeah!
Running on an empty head, I won't stop until I'm dead

What you think you know about the sick one, Honey
Check the newscast, yeah I'm a wanted man
Everything you've heard about the sick one, Honey
Read all about in the papers, I'm wanted for the SICK ONE!



Credits
Writer(s): Walt Miguel
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