Mc Chris - Robot Dog Lyrics
I got an allergy for every pedigreeSo I got myself a robot that's JapaneseBut yo, he's hard to pleaseHe's always gotta peeBut he nevers sips a dripThis chip is playin' meThe way it plays ladies is such a sight to seeHe gets more digits than I could inside my wildest dreamsHe plays the ho'sInstead of playing fetch with meHe sniffs the toes ofTiffany and StefanieThat brings up EmilyShe was my latest squeezeRobot dog stole that girlRight out from under meSometimes I wonder whyI supply the energyTo my mortal enemyThat should be a best friend to meRobot dog, he down tequila out of Tommy navelRobot dog, he drinks his owner underneath the tableRobot dog, I'm afraid this foe is *****in' fatalI'm about to go pre-natal, end up in a baby cradleRobot dog, turn him off, mother*****erSay, turn him offRobot dog, turn him off, mother*****erSay, turn him offHe never pays the rentHe kicks me out of bedI'm the pissed submissiveHe's the *****in' dominanceAnd it's been really tenseI'm feiging impotenceI got a robot dogAnd haven't gotten any sinceAll my pals are *****in'Meloncholy malcontentsFrom Malcom In The MiddleTo Malcom XHe eats filet migonI'm eating *****in' AlphabitsAnd the mother*****er just left meThe consanantsI hold his leash whileHe gets all the complimentsHe gets more attention thanA one eyed elephantHe's in the clubI'm in my carOut of my elementIn a Honda ElementFeeling irrelelventBut it's on like it's Vaugh comma VinceI wanna be gone like I'mJon Favreau havin' a fitHe's surrounded by chicksRubbing their D cup titsI flip the toilet lidRead a Maxim mag, bust a couple kidsRobot dog, he down tequila out of Tommy navelRobot dog, he drinks his owner underneath the tableRobot dog, I'm afraid this foe is *****in' fatalI'm about to go pre-natal, end up in a baby cradleRobot dog, turn him off, mother*****erSay, turn him offRobot dog, turn him off, mother*****erSay, turn him off
