Only One Question Lyrics

All it takes is one question

Ask about they table dressing

And hear about they priv' session

Or maybe a lesson

Test it, you'll regret it (uh)

Regressing relations with a doll who be your brethren

Check 'em, they'll think of severing

Several little bustles of words that mean less than

A jibber jabber of jays screaming out of Hunger Games

Their opinion is fake

Got it from a college estate

You gonna make a quilt outta lace

Before they realize you judging

And they'll spit in your face

It's a shame they can't shake that anger for a whole day

It's late, but you've been yelled at from five to eight

Now you ain't gon be home in time to watch the game

And shit maybe it was worth the loss of a friend today

All it takes is one question

Ask about they table dressing

And hear about they priv' session

Or maybe a lesson

Test it, you'll regret it (uh)

Two cents might seem like a lot

To a girl who ain't heard of the dollar tree like my god

I might not get there if she keeps going on

About the things I heard in songs since 1994

Goes on a whole rant, hears herself and pulls back

Act like she got a lot to say

But listen for a second, she hadn't said nothing yet

So let her yell a little more

You'll be laughing on the floor

Til you can't see anymore

And crying "stop, stop, it hurts!"

Colored hair and glasses acting

Like a paragon of debutantes

Lancelot will make your breath hot

And your panties drop

A knight in shining armor

Even though he's the guy without honor

(Pick me, pick me!)

That's a personal view of people who act of a higher IQ

Like Google is a tool to use with a lack of color in they skin

Yet they use that same excuse when they don't know what to say or do

Flew too high to the sun, and now to Hades, you're on route

Check, That's too cute

All it takes is one question

Ask about they table dressing

And hear about they priv' session

Or maybe a lesson

Test it, you'll regret it (uh)

Better not ask two

That'll a get a moody bitch

Asking about you too

You could be a Mandela

Gandhi, Tesla or Teresa

But if you say one thing wrong

You'll be moving cities like a preacher

When the grease pops, you get the tongs

Treat her like an iron pan

And the grease is fucking lava

Toggle a nozzle of cold water

Step back from the steam it makes

Least you get worse for wear and take

A couple of days and by then she's spread your name

Now if you ever get bigger than an amateur

You'll lose your life and be a prisoner of your own house

Go outside after it happens and they'll be callin you a pirate

Stick a pitchfork in your eye and you'll need a patch to cover half of it

They'll be laughin with it

Use it as a prop on pitches

Make a series on your ass on Netflix

So go ahead, like I said, test it

Mess with a bitch who's more delusional than senseless

Use that great old first amendment

And have that second one in practice

Before they come for your neck with caps hid