Pick up the god phone
Bitch where the fuck were you who you say? I at the studio 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 lose two You try to flip on me? If I spent more time you, you say "Ok yeeah, I'm coo-coo, hey?" Well, you
And I'd be the third person who screwed you Oh, Dre, Drake, Lupe? Oh touche You too two-faced for me you was my number one True Blue Ace But you ain't and I can see you you make little boo-boo face 'cause I'm hanging up this phone, boo You make my fucking Bluetooth You blue too late Go smurf yourself you make me wanna puke blue Kool Aid what you say to someone you hate
My life will be so much If you just dead (dead) I was laying in bed last thinking And this just popped in my head And I thought, wouldn't shit be a lot easier If you dead (dead) I would so (so) much (much) better (better, better, better)
I just relapsed, this bitch pushed me over the brink Hop on the freeway trying to get some time alone and think Then the 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 ho's But a whole new hatred for blondes, but I hate all the same, baby come on the pun but bitch you're such a broad statement And I am my anger through every single station it's on
a woman broke my he-art, I say he-art 'Cause you it in two pa-arts 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 hear this song and go into a arrest My life would be so better if you just
My life will be so much If you dropped dead (dead) I was laying in bed last thinking And this thought just popped in my And I thought wouldn't just be a lot easier If you dead (dead) I would so (so) much (much) better (better, better, better)
'Cause you me You'd me, Bitch, was a lie Now I someone 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 sailor for the night bitch on a scale Of 1 to 10, shit I must be the grailer Catch this ho I got an Oscar attached to my fucking (great)
I might hit the on a chica's tail, uh Made for me say fuck it kick some shots back and the nailer bitches tryna get atached with the failer And latch him to the tail of my To scratch them with the of my trailer like I'm itchin' to get hitched
Yeah I'm rich as a bitch but bitches shit I'd rather leave a bitch in a you complain when 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 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 problems and the ain't one all 99 of them I need a machine gun I 'em all out I hope you hear this song And grow into a cardiac Have a heart and just drop dead And I'mma throw a fucking after this 'cause
My will be so much better If you just dropped (dead)(I hate you) I was laying in bed last night And this thought popped in my head (you baby) And I thought shit just be a lot easier If you dropped (dead) I would feel so (so) much (much) (better, better, better)
I'm playing bitch, you know I love you