Mommy Pants - Vetiver Lyrics

Wake up feelin like a bag of shit
Time to drag my ass another time
Things to be done, gotta do it
Wanna rub my butt cheeks on the wall
Nothing but a kitchen apron on
Gonna do it, it's time to show yall
So much little time
My penis keeps drippin slime
You can choke me out
But if I choke you back don't wine
I like the feel goods
I dig that sweet spot
Keep tryin to get back to there
I keep getting shot

Anyone have some love to share
I'll probably shoot it down
At least at some point
I'll come back around
Maybe we can smoke a joint
Full of autumn leaves
Smack our necks with patchouli
Perhaps we'll be friends
Or eye to eye we won't see
I can't help that, or can I
Either way I'll let it be