Kitty (rapper) - He (Tommy Cantwell) Lyrics
Didn't write this song just to get you to *****I just kind of wanna have you in the back of my truckCuz I'm still around starin' at you just bein' celibateI keep doin' it forever man just for the hell of itAnd I'm not trying to talk really loudBut being around you is like being surrounded in cloudsAnd you don't know how hard I try not to soundLike I know your name already, I'm not really profoundI'm not really verbose and I'm just playin' aroundBut I see you at shows so am I gaining some ground yet?(Swag swag swag (who's my daddy?) (laser guns) ( check your window) Swag)Boy, I don't even know what you were thinkin'When you said "Hey Kitty could you fill up my drink?"So I went into the kitchen, spent some time at the sinkNow I'm handin' it to you, dammit Sam stop winkinJust don't ask me what was in it, I see you gettin' sleepyI tried to write a love song that wasn't this creepyBut I gotta be true to my artAnd soon you'll be exactly like Elizabeth SmartNow I'm in control of what it says on your chartsWhen the nurse is checking on your pulse and vitals and heart and shitOh your heart (aww) I wanna part of itNow I wanna get into the very heart of thisYou'll never hear this, it's dishearteningMy eyes keep undressing and my knives keep sharpeningAnd every time I see you it's a lil bit startlingThe butterflies or demons or whatever start garglin'The blinds wide open so we can see you in the dark when you sleepin'Your body fresh out of the showerYou touch yourself after hoursChill outYou're sleepin' aloneCheck your window, check your window, we're at your windowThis might be a bad start to get off toBut i really didn't mean to acost youI just really like your hair and how it's all slick and stuffI spilled a lil of your blood I kind of want to lick it upBut I guess that wouldn't be veganSo let's just drive around and listen to Sarah and TeganYou don't even know me this is only a dreamAnd I'm just thinkin' of your eyes nothing to do with your semen1,2 you're the boy that I want3,4,5,6,7, shitIt's the bullet if you say no after all thisAnd I just couldn't take it you're so mother*****in gorgeousYou're the boy that I want3,4,5,6,7, shitSolve equations baby you're my square rootAnd I feel a lil weird thinkin' that you're this cute
