Hand On My Heart

And you can say well
And you can pray yeah

What about those days we break up the alphabet
Some itch and ripple bones beneath the flesh
No hesitation keeping the theory in trim
What about that stuff that keeps on pouring in
I wouldn't cry no pleasure in doing it but
There are those days the luxury ain't too much
I wouldn't bother if it was all in the mind
It's in the body; the body still knows best

And you can say well there goes a lucky guy
Amd you can say well there goes the neighbourhood
And you can say well there goes a bob or two
And you can pray that it would or wouldn't happen to you
And all of this is not imagination
It's just me putting my hand on my heart
And all of this is not in explanation
It's just me putting my hand on my heart
It's just me putting my hand on my heart

What about those days we make up a secret pact
To splash and paddle into the dark and back
No hesitation never a shadow of doubt
What about that stuff you keep on shouting out
Oh I could try to weigh it up and measure it but
Most of the time the effort is just too much
I wouldn't bother if it was all in the mind
It's in the body; the body still knows best

And you can say well there goes a lucky guy
And you can say well there goes the neighborhood
And you can say well there goes a bob or two
And you can pray that it would or wouldn't happen to you
And all of this is not imagination
It's just me putting my hand on my heart
And all of this is not in explanation
It's just me putting my hand on my heart
It's just me putting my hand on my heart

And you can say well there goes a lucky guy
Amd you can say well there goes the neighbourhood
And you can say well there goes a bob or two
And you can pray that it might just happen to you...
And all of this is not imagination
It's just me putting my hand on my heart
And all of this is not in explanation
It's just me putting my hand on my heart
It's just me putting my hand on my heart

And all of this is not imagination
It's just me putting my hand on my heart
And all of this is not in explanation
It's just me putting my hand on my heart
It's just me putting my hand on my heart

by Death Menace May 19, 2023

I keep my shit on lock

Being loyal to one person.

You're wasting your time trying to hit on me, I keep my shit on lock

by Calyforniadreamin January 11, 2018

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by TheGeneralGenitalsPranksterian May 9, 2025

I slobbered on my sippy cup

Gucci Gang, ooh, yeah, Lil Pump, yeah, Gucci Gang, ooh
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang!)
Spend ten racks on a new chain
My bitch love do cocaine, ooh
I fuck a bitch, I forgot her name
I can't buy a bitch no wedding ring
Rather go and buy Balmains
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang!)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang!)
Spend ten racks on a new chain
My bitch love do cocaine, ooh
I fuck a bitch, I forgot her name, yeah
I can't buy no bitch no wedding ring
Rather go and buy Balmains, aye
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
My lean cost more than your rent, ooh
Your mama still live in a tent, yeah
Still slanging dope in the jets, huh
Me and my grandma take meds, ooh
None of this shit be new to me
Fucking my teacher, call it tutory
Bought some red bottoms, cost hella Gs
Fuck your airline, fuck your company
Bitch, your breath smell like some cigarettes
I'd rather fuck a bitch from the projects
They kicked me out the plane off a Percocet
Now Lil Pump fly a private jet
Everybody screaming "fuck West Jet!"
Lil Pump still sell that meth
Hunnid on my wrist sippin on Tech
Fuck a lil bitch, make her pussy wet
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang!)

Oof: I love my sippy cup
Bret: yup she do!
Oof: I slobbered on my sippy cup!

by Daddylongleggos July 27, 2018

My big balls

my big harry balls

hrhwejrj3wkrbigbsllls My big balls

by BIG HARRY BALLs January 26, 2023

Tyrone is my Dommy Mommy

and I'm his submissible and breedable little rat

Tyrone is my Dommy Mommy

by Puva August 17, 2024

My craziness has a system

A phrase one can use when only when going so off-piste that even expressions describing off-pistness are adulterated.

Tim: "Hey Rene, that‘s a pretty curveball approach to pouring a red wine... but I guess it worked out alright"

Rene: "Well, my craziness has a system."

by jimmyjamole January 21, 2018