Triple Trouble with Tiny Troubles
bass-heavy humorous hip-hopLyrics
[Verse 1]
Triple bags hang, draggin' down street,
One tiny twig, can barely see it peak.
Life's a circus, freak show, wild as can be,
Ball bags trippin', tiny stick, lost in debris.
[Verse 2]
Swaggerin' awkward, man, I got them three,
Walkin' funny, people plain confused, you see.
Tiny twig, hidden like a secret key,
Whole world starin', but itty-bitty's free.
[Chorus]
Three ball bags, ain't a normal sight,
One tiny twig, hardly see in night.
Joke of the century, ain't nothing slight,
Laughin' through the pain, but I'm feelin' alright.
[Verse 3]
Dockin' station full, unlike a jet to land,
Tiny twig chillin', it can fit in my hand.
Three sacks swingin', bass drop, quicksand,
Life a twisted joke, bet you understand.
[Bridge]
Tiny trouble, massive load, what a blend,
Three bags dangle, never gonna bend.
Life's a paradox, circus never end,
Spinnin' wild, no way to defend.
[Chorus]
Three ball bags, ain't a normal sight,
One tiny twig, hardly see in night.
Joke of the century, ain't nothing slight,
Laughin' through the pain, but I'm feelin' alright.