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Song Parodies -> "Still Drippin'"

Original Song Title:

"Still Tippin'"

Original Performer:

Mike Jones ft. Slim Thug & Paul Wall

Parody Song Title:

"Still Drippin'"

Parody Written by:

the_conqueror_of_parodies

The Lyrics

Drip...drip...drip...
Still drippin', can't ignore that noise, good lord
Drippin' noise I scorn, that I abhor
Drippin' leaves me sore, can't take no more
But I don't know what the crap is the source
Still drippin', I abhor that noise, good lord
Drippin's what I scorn, can't just ignore
Drippin' makes me sore right to my core
Yet I don't know of the damnable source

Somethin' is leakin' from a faucet, it's causin' me to flip
Need to fix it real quick, shit, pick a thing here to twist
Which one drips? I can't pick, cause my eyes could be missin'
All liquids collectin' inside this kitchen
Still drippin'? Let's explore and keep the score (explore, explore, explore, explore)
On which are closed cause I have taps galore (explore, explore, explore, explore more)
Had that thought of "Bingo! That's all them fixed" No
And when I miss one, the drips grow in a crescendo
I'm chantin' out "Righty, tighty" so things don't get untidy
Turn taps left slightly and a flood is quite likely
Each one's got cups beneath it to catch drips
Can't let 'em topple or I will be in the shit, oh
If one's drained then a mistake could simply be made
Could think that tap's been fixed, lies would be set in my brain
Drives me insane, thought I'd stopped ev'ry source
Ain't shit changed, still hear somethin' wet in this house, gah

Still drippin', I abhor that noise, good lord
Drippin's what I scorn, can't just ignore
Drippin' makes me sore right to my core
Yet I don't know of the damnable source
It's still drippin', can't ignore that noise, good lord
Drippin' noise I scorn, that I abhor
Drippin' leaves me sore, can't take no more
But I don't know what the crap is the source

Source of this drippin' is what I'm missin'
Got my brain flippin', ladder frame's slippin' as I try to stop drain drippin'
Got a grip, I ain't slippin', my finger's trippin' from liquid fillin'
Least that's what I thought, mind skippin' to what I want, wishin'
I missed the spot from where all the drips drop, curse lots, eyes are poppin' out
The whole bloody block can hear me scream words obscene like I smashed my peen
Still got to screen the walls to see if the drippin' was a thrown spot of tea
All I'm findin' is zero things, all I'm findin' is zero things
Whole house has seen scrubbin', small gaps have seen pluggin'
Brain's fryin' cause I'm feelin' foolish, not lyin' that I'm feelin' foolish
Cause I know (true), I know that though I'm slowly movin' closely
To coverin' the whole house in plaster only to find my work's phoney
I'm here for drippin' stoppin', but the drips keep on fallin'
Spend time on drippin' stoppin', still the drips keep on fallin'
All time on drippin' stoppin' while the drips keep on fallin' (I said)
Obsessed with drippin' stoppin' yet the drips keep on fallin'

Still drippin', can't ignore that noise, good lord
Drippin' noise I scorn, that I abhor
Drippin' leaves me sore, can't take no more
But I don't know what the crap is the source
It's still drippin', I abhor that noise, good lord
Drippin's what I scorn, can't just ignore
Drippin' makes me sore right to my core
Yet I don't know of the damnable source

So confused, though all walls are now tight as crap
I tightened all of my taps, don't think they'll splash more, in fact
No fallin' water after all that but what's that that I heard?
More damn drips, what on Earth? I'd thought ev'ry pipe had been jerked
Now I'm tearin' all my hair out, someone's dickin' me around
Drippin' somethin' on the ground in earshot but out of bounds
Just to force me to hop around fixin' ev'ry grout and drain
This game drives me insane, think a mate of mine's to blame
Causin' fake drips just to make me run round like someone mad
I know he's pullin' this game but I'm havin' the final laugh
Cause his plot to make me plotz might work a little, ain't wrong
The fact is what he's pulled off is that he made me get right off
My quite incredibly lazy butt
Fixed all of my leaky taps, their metaphorical guts
Are all so clean, see, now I'll sleep soundly
Least I would, my nights are still filled with drips so splashy

Still drippin', I abhor that noise, good lord
Drippin's what I scorn, can't just ignore
Drippin' makes me sore right to my core
Yet I don't know of the damnable source
It's still drippin', can't ignore that noise, good lord
Drippin' noise I scorn, that I abhor
Drippin' leaves me sore, can't take no more
But I don't know what the crap is the source

No, the dripping wasn't the blood of his dead dog in the shower or something.

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