Rob Roy - Stick Lyrics

Pull up with a stick
Pull up with a stick
I'm a
Pull up with a stick
They got me feeling like the government, the government
Feeling like the
Pull up with a stick
They got me feeling like the government, the government
Feeling like the

I'm a creep, I'm a creep of the opera
You could say, Radiohead meet Willy Wonka
I thank all my baby mama I ain't got yet
All, all, all my baby mama I ain't **** yet
Now I'm back twisting my fingers
Now I'm back twisting my fingers
Now I'm back twisting my fingers

Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh

Pull up with a stick
Pull up with a sti
Pull up with a stick
Pull up with a stick
Pull up with a stick
They got me feeling like the government, the government
Feeling like the
Pull up with a stick
They got me feeling like the government, the government
Feeling like the
Pull up with a stick
Pull up with a stick

They got me feeling like the government, the government
Feeling like the
They got me feeling like the government, the government
Feeling like the
Government
Feeling like the
Government
Feeling like the
Feeling like the, feeling like the government