Yo, I got two cats. So f--ppin’ what?
I’ve got two cats. So f--ppin’ what?
I’ve got two cats. So f--ppin’ what?
I’ve got two f--ppin’ cats.
Yo, I’m a grown man, and I’ve got two cats,
Who both refused to sing on this track.
I put this mic up in their little face,
And they turned and ran ‘cause they’ve got nothing to say.
You think ‘cause I have two cats that I won’t start a fight?
You don’t know me man, but that shi-- is right.
I gotta get home and feed them their dinners.
Yo, I got two cats; one’s skinny, one’s chubby.
I’ve got two cats, and they both f--ppin’ love me.
I’ve got two cats with cuddly little faces.
I’ve got two cats who pee in weird places.
I’m not a fan of that.
Yo, the orange one is Benji, the white one is Crush,
That shi-- is kinda flipped because the pound f--pped up.
The humane society is the one to blame,
But I asked them both, and they both like their names.
When Crush was a baby, he looked like a bird,
With no f--ppin’ feathers and no f--ppin’ fur.
But now that sh-- is long. It gets on all my stuff.
I can’t leave the house until I’m covered in fluff.
And Benji doesn’t know the meaning of drought.
He wants to drink from the sink until that shi-- runs out.
Big belly, tiny head. It’s hard to carry him.
When he gets excited his tail vibrates like a theremin.
Like a theremin.
I got two cats, but that don’t mean I ain’t tough,
I got two cats. Yo, flea baths get rough.
When it comes time to find who the person who’s got your back is,
Would you rather they was covered in tattoos or scratches?
credits
from Squirrelmageddon,
released September 27, 2017
Written and Performed by Rhune Kincaid
