Pick up the god phone
Bitch where the were you Tuesday? With who you I wasn't at the Bitch what'd you do Dre? You went there for me Boo that excuse is too Keep playing me you're gonna end up a huge goose egg
You fake, lying slut you never told me you Dre Que You want to lose two legs You try to flip on me? If I spent more with you, you say "Ok yeeah, I'm coo-coo, hey?" Well, you
And I'd be the third who screwed you today Oh, four? Dre, Drake, Lupe? Oh You were too for me you was my number one True Blue Ace But you and I can see you when you make That little boo-boo face 'cause I'm hanging up phone, boo You make my fucking ache You feeling blue too Go smurf yourself you make me wanna puke blue Kool Aid what you say to someone you hate
My life will be so better If you dropped dead (dead) I was laying in bed last night And this thought just popped in my And I thought, wouldn't shit just be a lot If you dropped (dead) I would feel so (so) much (much) (better, better, better)
Think I just relapsed, this pushed me over the brink Hop on the freeway to get some time alone and just think Then the cops pulled me over but let me go 'Cause I told 'em I'm driving drunk 'Cause that bitch me to drink I'm back on my fuck ho's But a whole new for blondes, but bias? I all bitches the same, baby come on Excuse the pun but bitch you're such a broad And I am channeling my through every single station it's on
'Cause a broke my he-art, I say he-art 'Cause you ripped it in two And threw it in the garbage, who do you think you guess it's time for me to get the dust off And myself up off the carpet But I'll say the L-word again I la-la-la-la Ah I hope you this song and go into a cardiac arrest My would be so much better if you just
My life will be so better If you just dropped (dead) I was in bed last night thinking And this thought just in my head And I thought wouldn't shit just be a lot If you dropped (dead) I would feel so (so) (much) better (better, better, better)
you told me You'd me, Bitch, was a lie Now I Wanted to die So bad in my fucking, But fuck it other fish in the sea
And I'mma a whale of a time Being a single sailor for the bitch on a scale Of 1 to 10, I must be the holy grailer Catch this ho I got an Oscar attached to my fucking (great)
I might hit the club on a tail, uh Made for me say fuck it kick some shots back and the nailer These bitches get atached with the failer And latch him to the of my bumper To scratch them with the back of my trailer like I'm to get hitched
Yeah I'm rich as a bitch but bitches ain't I'd rather leave a bitch in a Bitch you complain when you listen to But you still yourself at me That's what I call pitchin' a
That's why I'm at this chicks on sight as I got a bat and two balls it's foul but my dick's on strike So all that love shit is and void bitch I'm a droid, I void 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 all you good boys doink doink doing
I got 99 and the bitch ain't one She's all 99 of them I need a gun I 'em all out I hope you hear this song And grow into a cardiac Have a heart and just drop dead And throw a fucking party after this 'cause
My life be so much better If you just dead (dead)(I hate you) I was laying in bed night thinking And this thought just in my head (you baby) And I thought wouldn't shit be a lot easier If you dropped (dead) I feel so (so) much (much) better (better, better, better)
I'm playing bitch, you know I love you