Cavanaugh - Overland lyrics

[Intro: Serengeti] Why you so demanding? Why you so demanding? Why you so demanding? Why you so demanding? [Hook: Serengeti] I ain't got a job, but I'm working Got a girl, but I'm flirting I ain't sure, but I'm certain I ain't really lost, but I'm searching I ain't really bourbon, I ain't really uh, sh** I ain't got a job, but I'm flirting Got a girl, but I'm searching I ain't sure, but I'm f** f** I ain't got a job, but I'm flirting Got a girl, but I'm searching I ain't sure, but I'm certain I ain't really lost, but I'm searching I ain't really bourbon, I ain't really turning I ain't really sh** [Verse 1: Serengeti] Chris McDowall will slide your Piscopo stereo system is Arsenio Living in Tampa, me and Tamantha, she was a dancer in Orlando I wear purple like I'm Panthro, turn up the [?], pumping J. Lo Fresh a** dark like crocket, hands in my pocket Got a picture of you in my locket, about to take it in you like a motherf**ing socket Next up on a docket In your quarters, in your chambers In your nova, in your coda [Hook] I ain't got a job, but I'm working Got a girl, but I'm flirting I ain't sure, but I'm certain I ain't really lost, but I'm searching I ain't really bourbon, I ain't really, I ain't really turning I ain't got a job, but I'm flirting I ain't got a job, but I'm working I ain't got a girl, but I'm flirting I ain't really lost, but I'm searching I ain't really, I ain't really, ah I ain't got a job, but I'm flirting Got a girl, but I'm flirting I ain't got a f**, f**, f** I ain't got a job, but I'm working Got a girl, but I'm f**ing I ain't sure, but I'm certain I ain't really lost, but I'm turning I ain't really searching I ain't really, I ain't really [Verse 2: Serengeti] Want a back ma**age, in my garage? You wanna see my collage, you wanna see my Dodge? [?] make you sweat, and make you sweat on cigarette What you want? It's up to you, shark attack Imma bring your friend to the back in my garage Black don't crack, shark attack Listen to J. Lo, on my stereo Izuzu Trooper, in Daytona Hot and wet, soft like salmon in the cooler We got Danna in the distance, playing [?] Why you so demanding? Why you so demanding? Why you so demanding? Why you so demanding? [Verse 3: Open Mike Eagle] So demanding, underhanded Under pennies, got a hundred winnings And when he losses, I'll be flossing my teeth I got no beef, I am a Christmas wreath I miss the days, I miss the days And I miss the minutes, and I miss my spinach And I put these kisses in it, not chocolate Watch my rocket ship, I am apocalypse In [?] nerd, no ones after him Shadow Star, back to Zanzibar Rapping in your daddy's car Go real far plus electric Bus pathetic, never release it How we do it, call us Jesus, come back on the day after Friday Do it while I make my molecules vibrate And I dilate my own pupils, not used to you Move through you like Metamucil do, uh! That's a poop joke for you folks Yeah, too close for you folks Big hands, big cans Need a kickstand, balling quicksand, ouch! Ain't no oxygen down here, it ain't no air [Hook] I ain't got a job, but I'm working Got a girl, but I'm flirting (no air everywhere) I ain't sure, but I'm certain I ain't really lost, but I'm searching I ain't really bourbon, I ain't really, (there's no air everywhere) I ain't really turning I ain't got a job, but I'm flirting I ain't got a job, but I'm working (ain't no air everywhere) I ain't got a girl, but I'm flirting I ain't really lost, but I'm searching (yeah) I ain't really, I ain't really, ah [Outro: Serengeti] Why you so demanding? Why you so demanding? Why you so demanding? Why you so demanding?