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Q-NASTY - C'è la luna, mezzo mare Lyrics



Q-NASTY - C'è la luna, mezzo mare Lyrics




I make the eggplant parm on a weekday
23 years old and best friggin nonna out in the East Bay
For pete's sake, famiglia a' teach ya to eat great
And get my Uncle Johnny out to divy the sheet cake
There's a method to it - ay, shame if you disrespect it
I was 6 and got the business in Florida, check the record
Nat and Nick, Lisa, Monti, Frankie, Lily, Bella
They have all witnessed Ruby the weiner dog eat a sfogliatelle

C'è la luna, mezzo mare
On Wednesdays my dad is wearin farfalle
C'è la luna, mezzo mari
Cannoli, campari, calamari

If my family take Fieri on a Diner and Drive
The man will waddle to the point where he might go for a dive
And get eaten by a shark just lookin for a body
The most potent drug is secondhand manicotti, ah
My great aunt Angie will cuss you out
Offer you papaya and then cuss you out
If we don't know how you cook, my father suss you out
Eat a full meal, and then have some suspect trout
Oh, what a trooper
The pizza at Carnival is super
Strip mall in Port Jeff catch me checkin out their pooper
The joke is you could make salt cod in the tank there
Feast of Seven Fishes, showin up with a blank stare
Oh my goodness I love my paesanos
I'm a little Ditalino, shoutout to Gaetano
Wading in a pool of broth, baby, I'm treading lightly
Cause all my family members break decibels, highkey

C'è la luna, mezzo mare
On Wednesdays my dad is wearin farfalle
C'è la luna, mezzo mari
Cannoli, campari, calamari
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I make the eggplant parm on a weekday
23 years old and best friggin nonna out in the East Bay
For pete's sake, famiglia a' teach ya to eat great
And get my Uncle Johnny out to divy the sheet cake
There's a method to it - ay, shame if you disrespect it
I was 6 and got the business in Florida, check the record
Nat and Nick, Lisa, Monti, Frankie, Lily, Bella
They have all witnessed Ruby the weiner dog eat a sfogliatelle

C'è la luna, mezzo mare
On Wednesdays my dad is wearin farfalle
C'è la luna, mezzo mari
Cannoli, campari, calamari

If my family take Fieri on a Diner and Drive
The man will waddle to the point where he might go for a dive
And get eaten by a shark just lookin for a body
The most potent drug is secondhand manicotti, ah
My great aunt Angie will cuss you out
Offer you papaya and then cuss you out
If we don't know how you cook, my father suss you out
Eat a full meal, and then have some suspect trout
Oh, what a trooper
The pizza at Carnival is super
Strip mall in Port Jeff catch me checkin out their pooper
The joke is you could make salt cod in the tank there
Feast of Seven Fishes, showin up with a blank stare
Oh my goodness I love my paesanos
I'm a little Ditalino, shoutout to Gaetano
Wading in a pool of broth, baby, I'm treading lightly
Cause all my family members break decibels, highkey

C'è la luna, mezzo mare
On Wednesdays my dad is wearin farfalle
C'è la luna, mezzo mari
Cannoli, campari, calamari
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Writer: Q. Cerabino
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Language: English
Length: 2:23
Written by: Q. Cerabino

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