Make-Out Bandit

[Intro: Mac Lethal] Aw, we got another pub anthem for ya Hello This song right here is about, uh Making out with somebody And never talking to them again And basically, how jealousy is a weak emotion And how it's ruining the world That's right! Make out with the universe now! [Verse 1] I wanna walk into a bar Find myself a girl Introduce myself Tell her that I like her shoes Tell her she can buy her own drinks I pull her to a dark corner Kiss her and make her heart sink It's funny when the thugs with the tattoos think That I'm a nerdy ass bird faced classroom geek They walk by me and they don't even speak (word) Then they find their girlfriend propped up on the bathroom sink She's kissing me We feelin the rhythm of slow drums Givin delicate kisses with little to no tongue It's so fun She happily will follow the mirage She's warm like a bottle of Shiraz (Goddamn) There's something so especially unique About a girl that thinks her boyfriend's jealousy is weak So right before he punches me and breaks my nose I touch her whole entire body with the make out rows [Hook] Cause I'm a makeout bandit If you don't understand it Keep your little love thing away from me Cause I'm a makeout bandit If you don't understand it Keep your one night stand away from me Cause I'm a makeout bandit If you don't understand it Keep your damn jealousy away from me Cause I'm a makeout bandit If you don't understand it You should probably stay away from me [Verse 2] She wants to walk into a bar, find herself a boy Introduce herself, tell him that she likes his ink Tell him she can buy her own drinks Pull him to a dark corner, bite his neck and make his heart sink Play the harp strings in him, feel the sharp sting lightly She got a sweet burn like a Long Beach ice tea He feels flattered He feels like such a bachelor He asks for her name But she says it doesn't matter Like "Listen up boy, you're not my boo you're not my king Don't say another word you're gonna ruin everything I'm just choosin every dream that I've had with my flavor" She's a humanitarian, she's not a player (damn) She doesn't drink til she can't comprehend Therefore she doesn't wake up next to random body skin And she'll keep every bobby pin, bracelet, and necklace And tells him you will not regret this [Hook] [Interlude] You gotta put away the jealousy and drama, let it go, let it go You gotta put away the guns in your rap songs, let 'em go, let 'em go You gotta swallow that weak-ass anger, let it go let it go You gotta stop takin life so serious and let it go Make out with the universe now [Verse 3] I wanna walk into a venue Find myself Bjork Introduce myself Tell her that I like her music Ask her if she'll purchase me a car Take her outside then I'll kiss her underneath the bright stars From Shawnee Mission West back to Raytown High I had to serenade my baby with the K-town vibe I hit the switches on the tre pound five And make Icelandic love on the playground slide Cause I'm the make out guy [Hook]