P.O.L.I.T.I.C.S.

I don't drink the Kool-Aid 'cause I'm out of my mind
Out of my mind
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I'm playin' this beat with a trombone 'cause I'm out of my mind
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I don't need your attitude
Your tone is rude
Did your mama give you that mouth?
Your words are like the letters 'cause I'm out of my mind
Out of my mind
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

This friendship is worse than
P-O-L-I-T-I-C-S
This friendship is worse than
P-O-L-I-T-I-C-S
Wash it down like Listerine
Trust me, I'm gon' break
This friendship is worse than
P-O-L-I-T-I-C-S
My thoughts are pretty sticky 'cause I'm out of my mind
Out of my mind
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

And blame that icky-icky 'cause I'm out of my mind
Out of my mind
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I don't need your attitude
Your tone is rude
Did your mama give you that mouth?
Si-Si- sippin' on some syrup 'cause I'm out of my mind
Out of my mind
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

This friendship is worse than
P-O-L-I-T-I-C-S
This friendship is worse than
P-O-L-I-T-I-C-S
Wash it down like Listerine
Trust me, I'm gon' break
This friendship is worse than
P-O-L-I-T-I-C-S
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)

P-P-O-L, L, L-I
P-O-L-I-T-I-C-S
P P-O-P-O L L-I
(This Friendship)
P-P-O-L-I-T-I-C-S
(Say it, say it)
P-O-L-I-T-I-C-S

This friendship is worse than
P-O-L-I-T-I-C-S
This friendship is worse than
P-O-L-I-T-I-C-S
Wash it down like Listerine
Trust me, I'm gon' break
This friendship is worse than
P-O-L-I-T-I-C-S
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)

P-O-L-L-L-I
P-P-O-L-I-T-I-C-S
P-P-O-P-O-L-L-L
P-O-L-I-T-I-C-S



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Brue, David Thomas Butler, Dwight Baker, Timothy Alan Pagnotta
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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