Toilet Thoughts
Toilet Thoughts (Named After You)" (Sarcastic Anthem of Sweet Revenge) [Verse 1] When I'm sittin' on the toilet, I'm thinkin' of you, Not ‘cause I miss ya — it's just what you do. You flushed all the good vibes right outta the room, So now I'm sittin' here hummin' your tune. [Chorus] I'm gonna name that s*** right after you, A tribute so brown, it's practically true. You thought you broke me, had me feelin' blue? Nah babe, I just had some bad tofu. [Verse 2] You strut like you're queen of the freakin’ parade, But all I see’s glitter on a cheap-ass charade. You think I’m down? Oh honey, no way — I’m high on this stage, blowin' smoke your way. [Bridge] You're the ghost in my gas, the itch I ignore, The reason I double lock every damn door. But hey, don't worry, you're not erased — You're just a bad review I never replaced. [Final Chorus] So I’ll name that crap with your full ID, A stinkin’ masterpiece — you inspired me! I get high with the mic, puffin’ on truth, While you’re stuck in the bowl of my uncensored booth. [Outro – Spoken] And when I flush, babe… That's me letting go. Literally.
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Toilet Thoughts (Named After You)" (Sarcastic Anthem of Sweet Revenge) [Verse 1] When I'm sittin' on the toilet, I'm thinkin' of you, Not ‘cause I miss ya — it's just what you do. You flushed all the good vibes right outta the room, So now I'm sittin' here hummin' your tune. [Chorus] I'm gonna name that s*** right after you, A tribute so brown, it's practically true. You thought you broke me, had me feelin' blue? Nah babe, I just had some bad tofu. [Verse 2] You strut like you're queen of the freakin’ parade, But all I see’s glitter on a cheap-ass charade. You think I’m down? Oh honey, no way — I’m high on this stage, blowin' smoke your way. [Bridge] You're the ghost in my gas, the itch I ignore, The reason I double lock every damn door. But hey, don't worry, you're not erased — You're just a bad review I never replaced. [Final Chorus] So I’ll name that crap with your full ID, A stinkin’ masterpiece — you inspired me! I get high with the mic, puffin’ on truth, While you’re stuck in the bowl of my uncensored booth. [Outro – Spoken] And when I flush, babe… That's me letting go. Literally.