Feature Creep Songtext
von Beefy
Feature Creep Songtext
Lemme start off with you look so fine
In my car, hit the mall about a quarter past nine
Don′t fret babe, you'll get to the flick
They′re still playing previews, ain't even dim the lights yet
Which is key for the plans that I got cooking
Locate me in the back make sure that nobody is looking
Then I pull out the pocket knife and I cut a little hole
In the popcorn bowl. Let's see how′s this gonna go
I know we′ve only known each other for an hour
But I think that I love you so I'm gonna skip the flower and
Move on to the main damn course
Get her hand to the source like I′m using the force
She just got a little more than see expected
A giggle and a smile on her face what I've detected
Arc to her eyebrow, she asks "Is that it?"
I′ve got butter flavored shame and the girl she splits
You can call me the feature... creep
Be aware when you take your... seat
That I think I have the right to commentary
Saying everything I think to anybody that can hear me
You can call me the feature... creep
Blind you every single time I tweet
First date is a perfect time for third base
Asshole for sure, I treat the theatre like my place
I rest my feet upon the seat in which you occupy
You ask polite for me to stop I whisper "yo hope you die."
But whatever I got candy to distract me
Hear the crinkle and the crackle of plastic drive you batty
Don't get too attached to the star of this flick
He won′t make it to the end cause the bad guy's the chick
Oh I'm sorry, am I the only one with internets?
Searching the synopsis checking if there were some scenes with sex
Hey don′t leave, your gonna miss the best scene
Cause that man′s a machine and it's all on my Twitter feed
As you can see I′m the kinda guy to at reply
Now quiet in the front, there's bout to be a shocking suicide
Oh my god, I bet you didn′t see that coming
First time that I'd seen it yo my heart was hella pumping
Heading for the climax, I can disregard your disrespect
The movie′s almost over so who wants to hit up Denny's next?
You can call me the feature... creep
Be aware when you take your... seat
That I think I have the right to commentary
Saying everything I think to that can hear me
You can call me the feature... creep
Blind you every single time I tweet
First date is a perfect time for third base
Asshole for sure, I treat the theatre like my place
In my car, hit the mall about a quarter past nine
Don′t fret babe, you'll get to the flick
They′re still playing previews, ain't even dim the lights yet
Which is key for the plans that I got cooking
Locate me in the back make sure that nobody is looking
Then I pull out the pocket knife and I cut a little hole
In the popcorn bowl. Let's see how′s this gonna go
I know we′ve only known each other for an hour
But I think that I love you so I'm gonna skip the flower and
Move on to the main damn course
Get her hand to the source like I′m using the force
She just got a little more than see expected
A giggle and a smile on her face what I've detected
Arc to her eyebrow, she asks "Is that it?"
I′ve got butter flavored shame and the girl she splits
You can call me the feature... creep
Be aware when you take your... seat
That I think I have the right to commentary
Saying everything I think to anybody that can hear me
You can call me the feature... creep
Blind you every single time I tweet
First date is a perfect time for third base
Asshole for sure, I treat the theatre like my place
I rest my feet upon the seat in which you occupy
You ask polite for me to stop I whisper "yo hope you die."
But whatever I got candy to distract me
Hear the crinkle and the crackle of plastic drive you batty
Don't get too attached to the star of this flick
He won′t make it to the end cause the bad guy's the chick
Oh I'm sorry, am I the only one with internets?
Searching the synopsis checking if there were some scenes with sex
Hey don′t leave, your gonna miss the best scene
Cause that man′s a machine and it's all on my Twitter feed
As you can see I′m the kinda guy to at reply
Now quiet in the front, there's bout to be a shocking suicide
Oh my god, I bet you didn′t see that coming
First time that I'd seen it yo my heart was hella pumping
Heading for the climax, I can disregard your disrespect
The movie′s almost over so who wants to hit up Denny's next?
You can call me the feature... creep
Be aware when you take your... seat
That I think I have the right to commentary
Saying everything I think to that can hear me
You can call me the feature... creep
Blind you every single time I tweet
First date is a perfect time for third base
Asshole for sure, I treat the theatre like my place
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Keith A Moore Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com