
Chocolate Ice Cream Land TV Girl (Ft. Madison Acid)
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Intro: Sample from "Penny and the Pennies" by Blossom Toes
(Saturday, Sunday, for miles around)
(Saturday, Sunday, not much sound)
[Verse 1]
Maddie the villain, I keep it surreal
Twist my mustache, make it bend like steel
Get the fuck back 'cause I pack the steel
Seems fake but it's real like electric eels
So what the heck's the deal with these fake-ass foes
Keep acid on my tongue, make it decompose
You see my clothes, I'm draped in paisley
I sniff the rose, y'all push the daisies
And when I blow smoke y'all know what it's laced with
You fools want a tool, take fifty paces
If you think I'm cool, that's cool but face it
You couldn't be me even if we switched places
Shit talk sounds inaudible, the way that I lick shots
I call my fucking pistols my popsicles
M80, I aim to please
They try to aim at me, but only in the land of make-believe
[Chorus]
(Living in a chocolate ice cream land)
(Living in a chocolate ice cream land)
(Living in a chocolate ice cream land)
(Down, down the road)
(Saturday, Sunday, for miles around)
(Saturday, Sunday, not much sound)
[Verse 1]
Maddie the villain, I keep it surreal
Twist my mustache, make it bend like steel
Get the fuck back 'cause I pack the steel
Seems fake but it's real like electric eels
So what the heck's the deal with these fake-ass foes
Keep acid on my tongue, make it decompose
You see my clothes, I'm draped in paisley
I sniff the rose, y'all push the daisies
And when I blow smoke y'all know what it's laced with
You fools want a tool, take fifty paces
If you think I'm cool, that's cool but face it
You couldn't be me even if we switched places
Shit talk sounds inaudible, the way that I lick shots
I call my fucking pistols my popsicles
M80, I aim to please
They try to aim at me, but only in the land of make-believe
[Chorus]
(Living in a chocolate ice cream land)
(Living in a chocolate ice cream land)
(Living in a chocolate ice cream land)
(Down, down the road)
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