Macklemore - Stay At Home Dad Lyrics

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feat. Ryan Lewis

I'll always be by your side
Even when you're not around
Have I ever gone...?

You get in there to break
You're going to college
So I'm making music hoping that Kanye puts me on
But if I don't make it baby
Would you be mad at me
If I'd have shown at home
As you stay home daddy
Come on!
I'll make you coffee
And a bagel
And another bagel
Keep on reading that paper
Then as off you go
Hon you're gonna be late
Don't forget your briefcase
Drive safe be
Wake up the kids, toast some toaster
Put the raisin' bread up in the bowl
The toast!
Did I forget the toast?
The toast is toasted and I burned the toast
Start crying the kids like 'that was ...'
Oh it's not you kids, it's me
I'm just alone!
Pop's a little bit stressed out

Feeling so sensitive
Going for a latte
Seeing what's popping at pilates
And then my friends are like
'What up man? Trying to have a spa day?'
The fuck?
Stay home dad, that's not gay

Ey, ey, ey, ey
You go to work I moan the loon
Ey, ey, ey, ey
You make the cheese I'll bring guacos
Ey, ey, ey, ey
You buy the clothes I'll take them off
Ey, ey, ey, ey
Imma stay at home dad, this is my job

You go girl, get that promotion
I'll be on the sofa, collecting unemployment
Yelling the TV, watching Maury Povich
Quit popping that girl Maury Povich
Who's this shitty Jones bitch?
Shit, it's four o'clock
Time for Oprah! (Oprah)
The gospel of the Lord for dads who stay at home
They know we can't get boners
We still watch Rachel Ray
And then we'll cook risotto

Pick up the kids from soccer practice
Then time for gymnastics
Rice crispy strips and wax daddies
I'm with my kids in the minivan
Listening to NPR with the windows down
Through the clothed sack
Then there's homework, then there's time to set the place
Cook clean, tuck the rug rats in blankets
Then I let you down, pop two Seattles
Put on stains and go and clench my pallets
Is that douche? Or is you Cush just smell like flowers?
If you'd have culets, ever met...?

Jasmine pedicure, scented oil, imma pack this back rub
I am Aladdin, your carpet's magic
Your wish has been granted
I would just like to ride your carpet outside the palace
Now keep bringing home the green baby
And I'll keep gonna toss it

Ey, ey, ey, ey
You go to work I moan the loon
Ey, ey, ey, ey
You make the cheese I'll bring guacos
Ey, ey, ey, ey
You buy the clothes I'll take them off
Ey, ey, ey, ey
Imma stay at home dad, this is my job

Ladies and gentlemen we have been
Conditioned to believe
That we must fix in a ...
Must match our genitalia
Hail to the now
And we going to work
And willing to raise the children
But I know
The hardest job is maintaining the household
So I am doing no back back
No trades back from this back case
For in 2010 I am staying at home





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