Pick up the god phone
where the fuck were you Tuesday? With who you I wasn't at the Bitch what'd you do screw You went looking for me Boo excuse is too lame Keep me you're gonna end up with a huge goose egg
You fake, lying you never told me you knew Dre Que Lupe? You want to two legs You try to flip on me? If I spent time with you, you say "Ok yeeah, I'm coo-coo, hey?" Well, you
And I'd be the third person who you today Oh, four? Dre, Drake, Lupe? Oh You were too for me Thought you was my number one Blue Ace But you and I can see you when you make That little boo-boo 'cause I'm hanging up this phone, boo You make my fucking ache You feeling too late Go smurf yourself you make me wanna smurfin' blue Kool Aid Here's what you say to you hate
My life be so much better If you dropped dead (dead) I was laying in bed last night And this just popped in my head And I thought, wouldn't shit just be a lot If you dead (dead) I would feel so (so) much (much) (better, better, better)
Think I just relapsed, this bitch pushed me the brink Hop on the freeway trying to get some time alone and just the cops pulled me over but they let me go 'Cause I 'em I'm only driving drunk 'Cause that bitch drove me to drink I'm back on my fuck But a new hatred for blondes, but bias? I hate all bitches the same, baby on Excuse the pun but bitch you're a broad statement And I am channeling my anger through every single station on
'Cause a woman broke my he-art, I say you ripped it in two pa-arts And it in the garbage, who do you think you are? guess it's time for me to get the dust off And pick up off the carpet But I'll never say the again I la-la-la-la Ah I hope you hear this song and go into a arrest My life be so much better if you just
My life be so much better If you dropped dead (dead) I was laying in bed last thinking And thought just popped in my head And I thought wouldn't just be a lot easier If you dead (dead) I feel so (so) much (much) better (better, better, better)
'Cause you me You'd me, Bitch, was a lie Now I Wanted to die So bad in my fucking, But it there's other fish in the sea
And I'mma a whale of a time Being a sailor for the night bitch on a scale Of 1 to 10, I must be the holy grailer Catch this ho I got an Oscar attached to my name (great)
I might hit the on a chica's tail, uh Made for me say fuck it kick some shots and hammer the nailer These tryna get atached with the failer And latch him to the of my bumper To scratch them the back of my trailer like I'm itchin' to get hitched
I'm rich as a bitch but bitches ain't shit I'd rather leave a bitch in a Bitch you complain you listen to this But you throw yourself at me That's what I pitchin' a bicth
That's why I'm swinging at chicks on sight Long as I got a bat and two it's foul but my dick's on strike So all love shit is null and void bitch I'm a droid, I cupid stupid wasn't for blowjobs you'd be unemployed
Oi oi oi, man oh man, you boy boy Getting sick at these girls girls Oink oink You fucking pigs all you good doink doink doing
I got 99 problems and the ain't one all 99 of them I need a machine gun I take 'em all out I hope you hear song And grow into a cardiac Have a heart and just drop dead And I'mma throw a fucking party after this
My life will be so better If you just dead (dead)(I hate you) I was laying in bed last night And this thought popped in my head (you baby) And I wouldn't shit just be a lot easier If you dropped (dead) I would so (so) much (much) better (better, better, better)
I'm just playing bitch, you know I you