Ick

作曲 : Feli Ferraro/Julien Lopes/Sarah Solovay

作词 : Layia Watkins

[Intro]

But we are in a sassy man apocalypse, so you know

The men going into they soft girl era

These niggas need to tighten the **** up

[Verse 1]

Raw ass b***h, he might get salmonella

Red bottoms don't fit, I'm a hood Cinderella

Then he pulled up in a Prius, he's a broke man, tesla

Makin' me sick (Mm-mm) if it's winter

I don't mean to judge off a first impression

Or his part time job at 7-Eleven

But he a broke ass peasant

Asking twenty-one questions

Smell the Axe on his body, bad b***h repellent

[Pre-Chorus]

(Ick) And he got bad credit

(Ick) And he got a foot fetish

(Ick) When he swiped his card it rejected

(Ick) All the real b*****s get it

(Ick) DNR but he tryin' paramedic

(Ick) Mm-mm, flat-line, just dead it

(Ick) There ain't no comin' back when you get it

All the real b*****s get it

[Chorus]

He gave me the ick, ick, ick

Ick, ick, ick, ick

Ick (Ew), ick

Ick, ick, ick, ick

Ick, ick

Ick, ick, ick, ick

Ick (Ew), ick

He gave me the (Eww)

[Verse 2]

Lady b***r gone

He dry humping me and huffing like a dog

And he whispered in my ear, "Did I get off?" (Nigga, **** no)

Then he finished, turned over and called his mom

Can't make this shit up

What the ****?

Had to sanitize everything that he touched on me

Hit it once and he said he in love with me

Then I gagged when he asked can he nut in me

I ain't havin' your baby, you ugly

Ha, one more twist

Yeah, your mama a b***h

And you got a lil d**k, said his daddy gave it to him

Ain't something he can fix (Peewee)

[Bridge]

These niggas need to tighten the **** up

He breathe

He laugh

He hump fast (Disgusting)

[Chorus]

Everything he do give me the ick, ick, ick

Ick, ick, ick, ick

Ick (Ew), ick

Ick, ick, ick, ick

Ick, ick

Ick, ick, ick, ick

Ick (Ew), ick

He gave me the

[Post-Chorus]

Lady b***r gone (G-g-go-gone)

L-L-Lady B***r gone (G-g-go-gone)

[Outro]

Eww

D**khead, I'm fried off that shit