Pretentious Friends Feat. Busdriver Lyrics & Chords By Modeselektor
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh I know
Oh oh, no, oh no, oh no, oh I know
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I run shit in this house
Like I’m was now or never
With no effort
I bet you I could change my name to Klaus
Or something mildly flemish
Pick up a Saudi chemist
From an Orange County dentist
Ouch
I’m whistling, trading and eating
New poetry readings at AA meetings
I text you pictures of my keister or cervix
Or dead bodies from a Middle-Eastern skirmish
Damn, I’m oh so snooty
A bro gropes boobies,
Has sex with Snow White
At the gym, on pedal bikes
Replenishing electrolytes
You’re honored
I dipped my junk in the fondue
Told boring stories, showed my blonde pubes
I’m from the church of Satan’s archdiocese
So I fart fire pits & heart giant tits
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh I know
Oh oh, no, oh no, oh no, oh I know
I’m a prick
On the (…) dialogue
And my day’s minutiae gets micro-blogged
Ew
Plus I smell like Fido the dog
In gray Pumas
I look like Sideshow Bob
I urinate in what the cod-fish swims in
Who was to think, I’m God’s gift to women?
Flirting with about 30 asian chicks with herniated disks
Eating turkey bacon bits
‘Nigga.’
‘Oh hey boo, how you be?’
‘Oh, oh. I saw you at the Cannes Film Festival.’
‘No that wasn’t me. You didn’t see me down there, uh-uh baby.’
‘Oh, yes.’
‘You talkin’ bout Cannes? You a con.’
‘Tell me about it.’
‘I saw you gettin’ jiggy at Sundance with no pants on.’
‘In Holland?’
‘Mhmm.’
‘Hmm, do tell. I bought those shoes also, for 30 euros, at the Champs-Élysées.’
‘Nigga, please. These shoes? This cummerbund? Oh step, hon. Oh and by the way, the paté?’
‘The paté was fabulous.’
‘Goose liver, nigga!’
‘Yes.’
Get ‘em
Oh, I know, you want my R&B hook
Oh, I know, your brains are partially cooked
When this breaks this pillow under the gourmet kibble
Your solar plexus be in this trouble hence the dribble
It's what's beats for
Oh, there it is
My friendship like a health plan
I take all the multi-tiered color telegram
Then the movie trailer leaked
I hope they get plumber’s putty
My script writing takes 3 Welsh understudies
I enjoy the convos of the water buffalo
Hoes stop and hold I’m rock sold through the double O’s
Y’all niggas do think I’m a hot date
With a prop 8 slashed out on my ballot box
Salad tossed into a chocolate cake ‘cause I’m so cute
My hoes they look at me and their water break
And babies pop out with one gold tooth
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh I know
Oh oh no, oh no, oh no, oh I know
(x2)
I never never repeat it over and over and over again
I’m one of your pretentious friends, pretentious friends, pretentious friends
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