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Pick It Up Parody Lyrics - Artist : Exum, Kyle
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up, ooh
Before I get this belt on you (This belt) I know those aren't your shoes Brought you up in this world, don't get removed Wait, clean it up (Clean) I cooked this food, better eat it up All I do when you can't neaten up? And take your eyes off that screen for once (Take your eyes off of that screen) Pick up But I got it Then what's this mess in the closet? (What is that) Attitude? Boy better drop it (Let it go) I paid for this room, you're jobless (Boy, you broke) You are the kid, I am the mom Don't forget 'fore you get got (Don't forget) Pick it up 'fore you get dropped (Like it's hot) Better get moving don't stop, Kyle! Word around, word around, word around town I heard that you're the class clown (Join a circus) What is this B doing 'round Look Mom, I- I'm speaking, don't make a sound (Shh) Got B's probably cause of that phone Go study Ok I'll go But first, go and do a few chores (But) Don't talk back to me no more! Why wait so late to work though? (Yeah, it's late) Saw that I'll kick in this door Saw you watching all them shows But, didn't watch you pick your clothes off the floor (What you doin') Mom my room's clean though, you're tweaking Then what's this on the ceiling? Mom I have work due this evening Do I look like I care? Go get to cleaning! Kyle! Hey Kyle I'm home, while you're sitting looking lazy Get off that phone, go out and wash my Mercedes Did those eyes roll? Boy this isn't a vacation Ok I'll go Is that tone I hear? Eliminate it Hold up, wait a sec, wait a min, what is this? Isn't that yours? Doesn't matter whose it is, it should've been picked up before Dad can I chill for a bit? If Mom says yes sure, but you're gonna have to ask her Wait why can't you decide this? Well I guess I could... Ha, funny with it, now why haven't you washed the walls? You never asked this Shouldn't have to ask, now go or you gon' get a switch Speed it up, speed it up, speed it up I wanna play so stop cleaning up Bro wait, I'll play with you later Uh, no let's play now WrestleMania! What? Bro not right now Ow, you hit me! Mom, Kyle just punched me and bit me What? That's not true, she won't believe it Hmm, you're giving beatings when you need it, huh? Word around, word around, word around town You're the one making all the noise in my house Picking up F's but can't pick up the ground You don't like my rules? I'll send you out my house You're lucky I'm nice or I'd whip with the wrist Boy tell me who goes out and fills up your fridge? Now go clean the house, don't forget you're a kid Mom I'm nineteen can you just let me live? Ha, funny with it, yeah let's discuss this but pass me my bag Would you look at that Yeah come here, let's talk for a bit |
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