[Lyric] Clubbin Baby Seals (EarLobes Lopes)

What a great day to live life
And today I think I might even try to live it right
I feel in the air I think my souls right here
Im feeling righteous so I think my spirits will be Everclear
Im in this bitch yet im so unorganized
A kid droppin bombs leave the whack ones mortafied
Come to my FloTell theres mad bars inside
Dont worry poor bitch happy hours nine to five
I write to find the kind of line
Thats fine enough to find a dime
That only like me for my future life
So I can look her in the eye
And say to this human lie
You give great dome but you are not my future wife
Its hypothetical but still
Approximately real
Food for thought and this a helluva meal
Theres a party over here like were Clubbin baby seals
Seals with shades and a tux shoulda made yall say what the fuck
What the fuck what the fuck what the fuck
Its all fun any games
Till you dont know what im sayin
What the fuck
Whaaat the fuuuck
Those who
Wait for the day to stop
Praise when the rainlets drop
Run through a medow of weeds
But the green does the job
These are the ones that I really admire
Fuck the radio stars and record label empires
Those who
Wait for the day to stop
Praise when the rainlets drop
Run through a medow of weeds
But the green does the job
These are the ones that I really admire
Fuck the radio stars and record label empires