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Trevor the Trash Man - Spoiled Brat lyrics

Artist: Trevor the Trash Man

album: Hell Yeah | I Want It All


Trashman
(Aye)
Honestly, I need a lot of things.
I'm a spoiled brat.
Honesty, there's no greater policy.
If papa taught me not a thing
Taught me not to care about the finer things
Beware the ones wearing the designer jeans
Fuck that
A finely polished freak who's great at polishing
Take her on a walk but keep her on a leash
Even let her watch me eat
Slurp a dozen oysters from the oceans
Where the dolphins be
I also see a diva and a drama queen
Silly ladies, insatiable I may be
I want to have the mashers and the gravy
And you could celebrate me
Even though I'm selfish and an asshole
Hopefully your memory is hazy
I hit it then I'm Swayze
My movements make me nauseous
I wish I could be satisfied with temporary losses
I must be the bossest and the boobies must be braless
Coochie must be flawless
I'm liking what I see
(Aye)
(Please be with me)
(You me forever)x2
Simmer down, why?
Simmer down, why?
Simmer down, why?
Simmer down, now
I'm a spoiled brat. I need a slap in the face,
Or a cold-ass drink poured over my head
Some of the shit that I say
Yes, some of the things that I do
I do cause I'm bored with the world
Just to see what I can get away with
With these ordinary girls
Now, now, now
I'm a spoiled brat. I need a slap in the face,
Or a cold-ass drink poured over my head
Some of the shit that I say
Yes, some of the things that I do
I do cause I'm bored with the world
Just to see what I can get away with
With these ordinary girls
Now, now, now
I'm a spoiled brat. I need a slap in the face,
I'm only happy making whoopee
Slapping that in the face
And I'm in love with the chase.
I've got to conquer it all
That means the muffins and the pastries
And the coffee in the morning
Condoleezza rice, and you were
Muammar Gaddafi's little pawn
And I will use 'till I use you up
I'm offering a warning
I'm a spoiled brat. I need a drink poured over my head
Now try to guess what I said
You're going to love this story
It's a tale of two titties
I'm off into a baby in the body of a big man
Your bosom is amazing,
But I won't fall into your quicksand
I eat it if it's egg-free
That's my dietary restriction
And please don't fall in love
(Fall in love)
(Please be with me)
(You me forever)x2
Simmer down, why?
Simmer down, why?
Simmer down, why?
Simmer down, now
I'm a spoiled brat. I need a slap in the face,
Or a cold-ass drink poured over my head
Some of the shit that I say
Yes, some of the things that I do
I do cause I'm bored with the world
Just to see what I can get away with
With these ordinary girls
Now, now, now
I'm a spoiled brat. I need a slap in the face,
Or a cold-ass drink poured over my head
Some of the shit that I say
Yes, some of the things that I do
I do cause I'm bored with the world
Just to see what I can get away with
With these ordinary girls
Now, now, now

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