Lyrics:
Attention all K-Mart shoppers
This is a Blue Light Special
Squad pullin’ up in the PT Cruiser
DeSean in the back with his mobility scooter
He’s got
I ain't done, motherfucker, supersize my shit
I'm in pumps, you a chump
I'm the best, you a mess
I'm haute couture, and you a K-Mart dress
Bitch
She was working the register (K-Mart Love)
Hayward was the city, felt like pulling a Michaela Garecht, taking her (K-Mart Love)
And making her mine
Well I'd never seen a ghost before
Or believed in ESP
But the other day at the K-Mart store
c strange thing happened to me
I was walking down
We been creeping 'round at the Walmart
We gon' steal some shit out the Kmart
We been creeping 'round at the Walmart
We gon' steal some shit out
buy that at K-mart
Much less find that online
The government corruption is all by design
Clean hands and a pure heart
Can't find that at Walmart
Much
Everything is changing
How could you only blame me?
Searching for love inside a Kmart
Searching for love inside a Kmart
Searching for love inside a Kmart
Everybody knows all about me
I see you all the time in Kmart
You think I'm so hot, you want my body
But I'm no whore, I'm the girl next door
Hey boy
The Kmart Closed in My Hometown
Yesterday we lost a good un
So mama whipped up some banana pudding
Had PBR's in the yard and a real good cry
Then we
Everybody knows all about me
I see you all the time in Kmart
You think I'm so hot, you want my body
But I'm no whore, I'm the girl next door
Hey
at the k-mart
Everybody's in the way
I'm just shopping at the k-mart
Everybody seems to say
Ahahahahahahahahahahahah....
I'm looking for some magazines
I'm
Everybody knows all about me
I see you all the time in Kmart
You think I'm so hot, you want my body
But I'm no whore, I'm the girl next door
Hey boy
profitent pour rêver de t'voir la face pleine de sang
Vous êtes ben comiques vous êtes ben smart
Vous êtes le genre de chums qu'on achète au K-Mart
Coudonc
And the next thing you know I'm at Kmart in my Chevy
Strolling down the aisles looking for whatever cakes I can find
Out the corner of my eye I spot some water
big bean bags and a t-shirt
k-mart drip no drive we don’t need skrrt
passenger i sit inside in my head let’s go
pullin up with people that i only know
playlist
She bump it at the graveyard
Damn, ay
Know you bought your whole fit at the K-mart
I don't work the day shift, no
I just work the graveyard
They
Ommmm shanty town
Ommmm shanty town
Welcome to the k-mart tribal ballet
It all started in a small town in south africa
Called Johannesburg
long, but this song's for you!
His name's Jar Jar Jabbar
Eating tuna tar tar
While puffin three cigars
He was the manager at K-mart
In Goleta, california
that even all your best homies bailed
So take your whack track, set it back on the stack
Of dust collectin' CDs on a K-Mart clearance rack
You played
Yea oh
Ah Draco bang hard (Yea)
Whipping out race cars
Nigga think he Braveheart
Fuck his bitch in K-Mart (Oh)
Ay dawg leash up on yo chick
She bump
K-Mart, man that's the mentality
That we need, cruising PT, high speed, yes indeed
It ain't no joke, laying' down like a pedigree
Try to snatch me you’d be
Fuck with me anytime any place got damn
On the road I been getting to this paper
Fuck her at the skate park, Sams club, K-mart
Bathroom bedroom
So I sped right off
In a fuckin' chopper
Yuh, pull up to K-Mart with guns blazing
Shoot a K-Mart employee with my gun
That shit made me feel
Really
I think abortion should be legal
In fact I think they should sell
Home-baby-murder-kits
At K-Mart, and the gas station
Y'know for those late night
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