Doctor Scott - Pretentious

One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
Yo, yo

Stop pretending that I got a lot to say
I ain't even trying to talk to you
Stop pretending that I got a lot to say
I ain't even trying to talk to you
Stop pretending that I got a lot to say
I ain't even trying to talk to you
Stop pretending that I got a lot to say (I don't)
'Even trying to talk to you

Yeah, observation, don't make conversation
Join my congregation, I'm on vacation
By all means, all I need
Badda boom badda bing
That's what I'm saying
I ain't playing, No delaying
I'm Órale-ing, you're JonBenét-ing
Ain't waking up, I shake it up
Y'all breaking up, that's my fault
She saw my vault
Yeah, bottom line, I'm on time
Talkative broads, y'all ought to mime, sshhhh

Stop pretending that I got a lot to say
I ain't even trying to talk to you
Stop pretending that I got a lot to say
I ain't even trying to talk to you
Stop pretending that I got a lot to say
I ain't even trying to talk to you
Stop pretending that I got a lot to say (I don't)
'Even trying to talk to you

Yeah, I'm out the door
I'm blaming Salvador, I'm out to Baltimore
Like an Oriole, my editorial
So friggin' glorious, it'd be courteous
If you ignore me boo, ain't trying to talk to you
Ain't trying to say nothing, just trying to do my thing
I'm in a hammock swing, you'd swear to God I'm camping
A perfect life I'm vamping, time stamping
Out

Stop pretending that I got a lot to say
I ain't even trying to talk to you
Stop pretending that I got a lot to say
I ain't even trying to talk to you
Stop pretending that I got a lot to say
I ain't even trying to talk to you
Stop pretending that I got a lot to say (I don't)
'Even trying to talk to you

Yeah, you know we can run through the whole fucking catalog of emotions, man
We can do the whole like "I'm telling you to shut the fuck up" thing
Or we can do the "Please be quiet" thing
Or we can do the "Ignoring you" thing
You know what I'm saying, I'm good at the "Ignoring you" thing
You know what I'm saying but
I'm just trying to help you learn, you know what I'm saying
Learn the lesson, you know what I'm saying
It's like etiquette
It's like, motherfucking you know what I'm saying
Bitch you're like, you're fucking
You're Steve Lombardi in the game of social cues
You know what I'm saying
Quit making those faces in the camera and shit, you know what I'm saying
The stupid hand gestures
Bitch, you ain't got no fucking flare
You ain't got no fucking style
You ain't got no fucking

Written by:
Scott Winter

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