Back to Top

The Real Nuke - Let's Eat (Scooter) Lyrics



The Real Nuke - Let's Eat (Scooter) Lyrics
Official




Look
My mom's across the dinner table where is serenade ya
Off the page that shit be plagerized, I didn't mean to scare ya
I just had my hopes and dreams crushed by the demeanor of lust
I can find a couple hundred reasons why I'm losing your trust
You just had a hard time scooter, get on back before you lose her
I just hit your phone up indefinitely, can you call me back now? (Look)
I just had a hard time moving back in, but I couldn't tell you why
Mismatch socks with the sneakers, could-couldn't even tell you why
Left me in shambles, not talking shingles on the side of the window
Man I hope you know the reason
For this meeting
I couldn't even tell you why
You just misconstrued the conversation up
Watch where you speakin on me
I done end up f*ckin all my haters yuh
Stop speaking on me
You gon be riding with a f*cking trader yuh
You gon be negating the process
F*ck with a harder time I'm pickin up, I could not seem to come back and then prosper
Breaking my heart not a doctor
Forget I gon be your father
Uh
I just left a hoe vacant
F*ck-f*ck it get the crowd shaking
His time wasting
Ne-never leave a opp that's tripping
(Uh) I being patient
F*ck-f*ck it everybody wasted
I'm count-I'm counting cases
To-to much on my mind, I make it
I can't even seem to wear the glasses
F*ck the cameras, and f*ck the questions
I'm rocking with NdeBoi in hysterics
Now f*ck the lyrics
I just got a pet parrot
His name is Oscar Varys
Say it with your chest
And I can't even hear it
Can you even repair it?
Now, f*ck what you on, I'll be wearing it
But they don't look like presbyterian's
South to North of New York they got Wegmans
Just give me a dollar I know you can spare it
The monster inside you gon fear it
That feeling inside it be making you tear up
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.




Look
My mom's across the dinner table where is serenade ya
Off the page that shit be plagerized, I didn't mean to scare ya
I just had my hopes and dreams crushed by the demeanor of lust
I can find a couple hundred reasons why I'm losing your trust
You just had a hard time scooter, get on back before you lose her
I just hit your phone up indefinitely, can you call me back now? (Look)
I just had a hard time moving back in, but I couldn't tell you why
Mismatch socks with the sneakers, could-couldn't even tell you why
Left me in shambles, not talking shingles on the side of the window
Man I hope you know the reason
For this meeting
I couldn't even tell you why
You just misconstrued the conversation up
Watch where you speakin on me
I done end up f*ckin all my haters yuh
Stop speaking on me
You gon be riding with a f*cking trader yuh
You gon be negating the process
F*ck with a harder time I'm pickin up, I could not seem to come back and then prosper
Breaking my heart not a doctor
Forget I gon be your father
Uh
I just left a hoe vacant
F*ck-f*ck it get the crowd shaking
His time wasting
Ne-never leave a opp that's tripping
(Uh) I being patient
F*ck-f*ck it everybody wasted
I'm count-I'm counting cases
To-to much on my mind, I make it
I can't even seem to wear the glasses
F*ck the cameras, and f*ck the questions
I'm rocking with NdeBoi in hysterics
Now f*ck the lyrics
I just got a pet parrot
His name is Oscar Varys
Say it with your chest
And I can't even hear it
Can you even repair it?
Now, f*ck what you on, I'll be wearing it
But they don't look like presbyterian's
South to North of New York they got Wegmans
Just give me a dollar I know you can spare it
The monster inside you gon fear it
That feeling inside it be making you tear up
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Justin Ruiz
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




The Real Nuke - Let's Eat (Scooter) Video
(Show video at the top of the page)


Performed By: The Real Nuke
Language: English
Length: 1:32
Written by: Justin Ruiz

Tags:
No tags yet