Pick up the god damn
where the fuck were you Tuesday? With who you I wasn't at the what'd you do screw Dre? You went looking for me Boo that excuse is too Keep playing me you're end up with a huge goose egg
You fake, lying slut you told me you knew Dre Que Lupe? You want to two legs You try to this 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 you today Oh, four? Dre, Drake, Oh touche You too two-faced for me Thought you was my one True Blue Ace But you ain't and I can see you you make That little boo-boo face 'cause I'm up this phone, boo You make my Bluetooth ache You feeling too late Go smurf yourself you make me wanna smurfin' puke 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 night And this just popped in my head And I thought, wouldn't shit just be a lot If you dead (dead) I feel so (so) much (much) better (better, better, better)
Think I relapsed, this bitch pushed me over the brink Hop on the freeway to get some time alone and just think Then the pulled me over but they let me go 'Cause I told 'em I'm only driving 'Cause that bitch drove me to I'm back on my fuck ho's But a whole new hatred for blondes, but I all bitches the same, baby come on Excuse the pun but bitch you're such a statement And I am channeling my 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 you are? Bitch guess time for me to get the dust off And pick up off the carpet But I'll never say the again I lesbian Ah I hope you this song and go into a cardiac arrest My would be so much better if you just
My life be so much better If you dropped dead (dead) I was laying in bed night thinking And this thought popped in my head And I thought wouldn't just be a lot easier If you dead (dead) I would feel so (so) (much) better (better, better, better)
you told me You'd me, Bitch, was a lie Now I someone to die So bad in my fucking, But fuck it there's other 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 be the holy grailer Catch this ho I got an attached to my fucking 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 bitches get atached with the failer And him to the tail of my bumper To scratch them the back of my trailer like I'm itchin' to get hitched
Yeah I'm rich as a bitch but bitches ain't I'd leave a bitch in a ditch Bitch you complain when you listen to But you throw yourself at me That's I call pitchin' a bicth
That's why I'm swinging at this chicks on Long as I got a bat and two balls it's foul but my dick's on So all that love shit is null and void I'm a droid, I void cupid 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 boys doink doink
I got 99 and the bitch ain't one She's all 99 of them I need a gun I take 'em all out I hope you this song And grow into a arrest Have a heart and just drop dead And I'mma a fucking party after this 'cause
My will be so much better If you just dropped dead (dead)(I you) I was laying in bed last night And this thought just popped in my (you baby) And I wouldn't shit just be a lot easier If you dropped (dead) I would feel so (so) (much) better (better, better, better)
I'm just playing bitch, you know I you