Biggie Oof - One-Ply (Kinda Guy)

We live in a world where the cost of life
Is so very high, so very high
And I'm just trying to get by
Keep my pockets full, come out alright
So I cut my costs in every way to make it through my every day
With the best, most cheapest kinda things
If you think I'm lyin', trust me
There's nothin' better
Even there are things that are better
There's nothin' better
Even if…
See, I'm a one-ply kinda guy
As for shampoo, motels are my supply
And Ramen noodles, they are my meals
If it costs me a penny, man, let's be real
That ain't my kinda style
You can call me cheap, but tell me why
All them prices are so high, anyway
I've got bills I gotta pay
I'm a one-ply kinda guy
I'm a one-ply kinda guy
I drive a tricycle to work
I always use exact change with my Walmart clerk
And when they ask me to donate just five cents
I never do it
'Cuz that's some more money that I can use
And I always steal the free tissues
That they have in the doctor's when you're sick
'Cuz I've still gotta pay my rent
And when I'm making my way down the street
And I see an intact thing I can eat
By the side of the road, know it's a miracle
That's just there for me
You call it roadkill? I call it gourmet meal
You say it's gross, but have you ever tried it?
You say, "That's not food," but it's real soul food
And best of all it's free
See, I'm a one-ply kinda guy
As for shampoo, motels are my supply
Possums, raccoon, roadkill's my meals
If it costs me a penny, man, let's be real
That ain't my kinda style
You can call me cheap, but tell me why
All them prices are so high, anyway
I've got bills I gotta pay
I'm a one-ply kinda guy
I'm a one-ply kinda guy
I'm a one-ply kinda guy
I'm a one-ply kinda guy

Written by:
Sarah Futrell

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