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Lick Rocks (Ke$ha, Tik Tok Parody)

Poetry By: nocturnallife453
Song lyrics



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Submitted:Jan 28, 2010    Reads: 1,754    Comments: 26    Likes: 15   


Lick Rocks

Wake up in the morning smelling like P. Diddy (Aye, hold up girl!)

No one watches, I'm out the door - My scents gonna hit this city. (Oh no)

Before I leave, don't brush my teeth and sniff some crack

'Cause if I shower tonight, this smell won't be back

I'm talkin' about - toe jams not that gross, gross

Wearing unwashed clothes, clothes

People screaming everywhere we go, go

Not stopping, answers full of maybes

Scaring all the babies

I don't think I'm that smelly

[CHORUS]

Please stop, call a cop

Mr., pull my shirt up

Tonight we're gonna die

Green clouds block the sunlight

Lick rocks, off the dock

But the coughing just won't stop, no

Whoa- oh no no

Whoa- oh no no

Please stop, call a cop

Mr., pull my shirt up

Tonight we're gonna die

Green clouds block the sunlight

Lick rocks, off the dock

But the coughing just won't stop, no

Whoa- oh no no

Whoa- oh no no

Aint seen a shower in the world, but got plenty of sweat

Aint got deodorant in my pits, but they're already wet

Now, the villagers are lining up 'cause they think we're a danger

But we lift our arms and shoot them slippery fingers

I'm talkin' 'bout - everybody throwing up chunks, chunks

Trashcans thinking I'm junk, junk

Birds flying into our funk, funk

Now, now - we goin til they take us down, down

Or the police pull their guns out, out

Police pull their guns out, out

Po-po's pull their -

Please stop, call a cop

Mr., pull my shirt up

Tonight we're gonna die

Green clouds block the sunlight

Lick rocks, off the dock

But the coughing just won't stop, no

Whoa- oh no no

Whoa- oh no no

You look me up

You look me down

My smell, it drowns

Yeah, you smell me

With my arms up

You smell me now

You scream out loud

Yeah, you smell me

You look me up

You look me down

My smell, it drowns

Yeah, you smell me

With my arms up

Put your arms up

Put your arms up

No, the choking don't start till I walk in

Please stop, call a cop

Mr., pull my shirt up

Won't stop no

Whoa- oh no no

Whoa- oh no no

Please stop, call a cop

Mr., pull my shirt up

Tonight we're gonna die

Green clouds block the sunlight

Lick rocks, off the dock

But the coughing just won't stop, no

Whoa- oh no no

Whoa- oh no no





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