[Lyric] Teardrops (Lazy Danko)

[INTRO]

Lazy Danko

[HOOK]

Clouds on my feet when I’m walkin
I feel like jumpin’ up on a milk carton
Departed
Please don’t get me started
Teardrops on your titties
Dolly Parton

Yuh, Teardrops on your titties
Dolly Parton, yah yah
Teardrops on your
Yuh, yah yah
Yuh, Teardrops on your titties
Dolly Parton, yah yah
Teardrops on your
Yuh, yah yah
[VERSE 1]

Now they’re looking at me sideways
Stephen Hawkin
Flow is paraplegic
Paralysis when I park it
Parallel universe
Embarking on a star jet
Trapped in the apartment
Man I need to leave it quick

And I’ma just get higher though
That’s how I treat a fit
My sauce is not expired
But it still gon’ make you sick
Steal your chick with my firе tongue
That’s how I hit a lick
I told her I’ma buy her nothing
But still shе on my uhh

That kamehameha
She wanna ride my wave
Yeah I could tear it up
But sorry not today
I’m smokin’ indica
Outside the car though
They envy like that DJ
Unripe avocados (woah)
I’m like Seymour Guado
Shiva left me in the cold
Looking like I hit the lottto
But my heart still got broke yuh
Hit me with unfollow
It’s ok I’m not no joke
I just pull up with a challo
And I head it that moe oh

[HOOK]

Clouds on my feet when I’m walkin
I feel like jumpin’ up on a milk carton
Departed
Please don’t get me started
Teardrops on your titties
Dolly Parton

Yuh, Teardrops on your titties
Dolly Parton, yah yah
Teardrops on your
Yuh, yah yah
Yuh, Teardrops on your titties
Dolly Parton, yah yah
Teardrops on your
Yuh, yah yah
[VERSE 2]

Tryna free my mind
Lately I feel locked
Please don’t waste my time
I don’t wanna talk nah
It’s ok I’m fine
No one in my corner
Maybe it’s my time
Ok call the coroner

Even where I’m from yuh
I feel like a foreigner
I had to stop pourin’ up
I cannot afford it yuh
She pulled up in Victoria
Secret, I ain’t bought it yuh
She let me record it yuh
Saved it just in case (aye)

On a models face
I came fashionably late
She was acting fake
So there was no second date
I didn’t shoot the club up
But yes I did the race
I don’t wear balaclava
When I go outer space

And I don’t take no xans
I don’t understand the taste
I’m so high I’ll never land
Peter Pan with the haste
No malarky
I still skrr skrr skrr skrrr
With no car keys
Order in the court
When I’m saucin, no talkin

[HOOK]

Clouds on my feet when I’m walkin
I feel like jumpin’ up on a milk carton
Departed
Please don’t get me started
Teardrops on your titties
Dolly Parton

Yuh, Teardrops on your titties
Dolly Parton, yah yah
Teardrops on your
Yuh, yah yah
Yuh, Teardrops on your titties
Dolly Parton, yah yah
Teardrops on your
Yuh, yah yah