Flickin by Rob Roy Lyrics

I tell that bitch daddy
"Ugly oy"
"Bogeyman"
Arm & Hammer, boiling water, tin-foil covered bowl
Let it soak so my silver bottoms flickin

I look good flickin
I look good flickin
I look good flickin
I look good flickin
I look good flickin
I look good flickin
I look good flickin
Since I was a jit til I exit the premises!

Hand me my jacket, hand me my jacket
My pant leg match like it some Duck Head
Ole Assumption next to Bishop Kenney lookin ass hue that I humma
Double that Dozen with a Bud Light
Lunch going up but my gum getting bloody
Materialize it on a bus side
Now my pocket full of presidents that ain't live
Johnny ain't the one to save the public
Johnny is a son of a gun clip
Johnny make it up as it unzip
Johnny take it up with the judge bench—
How ya gone leave if ya ain't even much out yet?
How ya gone leave if ya ain't even much out yet?
I look good flickin
I look good flickin
I look good flickin
I look good flickin
I look good flickin
I look good flickin
I look good flickin
Since I was a jit til I exit the premises!

Hand me my jacket, hand me my jacket
My pant leg match like it some Duck Head
Ole Assumption next to Bishop Kenney lookin ass hue that I humma
Double that dozen with a Bud Light
Lunch going up but my gum getting bloody
Materialize it on a bus side
Now my pocket full of presidents that ain't live
Johnny ain't the one to save the public
Johnny is a son of a gun clip
Johnny make it up as it unzip
Johnny take it up with the judge bench—
How ya gone leave if ya ain't even much out yet?
How ya gone leave if ya ain't even much out yet?

I look good flickin
I look good flickin
I look good flickin
I look good flickin
I look good flickin
I look good flickin
I look good flickin
Since I was a jit til I exit the premises!
I look good flickin
I look good flickin
I look good flickin
I look good flickin
I look good flickin
I look good flickin
I look good flickin
Since I was a jit til I exit the premises!