Intuition - Al Bundy lyrics

Check me out now Check it out now Here we go now Intuition (?) [Verse 1] Cold shouldering Old soul smoldering Flow so cold Known to blow snow colder wind Mami's oragami Im an unfolder then North pole's gold rose Don't boast Hold it in But let it out sometimes Like sticky little fingers Rolling pounds one time Bright night city lights are my sunshine Stick around, dumb dimes Angelino scum kind Call them the skinny jean squadron So many clothes gotta mini me problem I'm Tom Petty, Free Fallin' Broke 20 something Pretending that he's ballin But really living day to day though Ducking these hoe promoters Pay to play shows This whole sh** from LA to (?) Now electrolyte Call it Gatorade whoa [Hook] Whoa whoa Slow down buddy Vocal so wild Whole style's money Don't frown just cuz old gal love me Hand in my waistband So Al Bundy Whoa whoa Slow down buddy Vocal so wild Whole style's money Don't frown just cuz old gal love me Hand in my waistband So Al Bundy [Scratching sample] So Al Bundy [Verse 2] There's booty booty booty Rockin everywhere When a Cutie coochie groupy hoochie Talking to a player I'm like excuse me cutie You seem to be dropping heavy stares And I'm no newbie to this newchi cuchi (?) im never scared Yeah I'm the type of dude you wanna kick it with The type of kid you take to bars and clubs to pull chickens with Type of kid you hated living with Because I monopolize your womens And left dishes in the kitchen sink It's international now These bashful new jacks Ain't got half of the style Pa**ionate on stage I laugh and I smile I'm the opening act But i gab with your crowd The kicks dirty But I'm still fly Some say the sh**'s nerdy I call the flow Bill Nye It's all fine just to k** time That super scientific Mr. Wizard with the pill high [Hook] Whoa whoa Slow down buddy Vocal so wild Whole style's money Don't frown just cuz old gal love me Hand in my waistband So Al Bundy Whoa whoa Slow down buddy Vocal so wild Whole style's money Don't frown just cuz old gal love me Hand in my waistband So Al Bundy [Scratching sample] So Al Bundy [Verse 3] Yo I'm like how many MC's must get dissed Before I score a punker chick with little slits on her wrist Or that video vixen shares a sip of that crys Or at least find a fan that doesn't live in the sticks They trying to bring back the 80's I live in 94' Where the beats bang Like the hammer of the mighty thor Coming correct was still a nightly chore I got that je ne sais quoi To leave your frail psyche sore Whoa whoa Slow down buddy Vocal so wild Whole style's money Don't frown just cuz old gal love me Hand in my waistband [Scratching sample] So Al Bundy