Pick up the god damn
Bitch the fuck were you Tuesday? With who you I at the studio what'd you do screw Dre? You went looking for me Boo excuse is too lame playing me you're gonna end up with a huge goose egg
You fake, lying you never told me you knew Dre Que Lupe? You to lose 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, Dre, Drake, Lupe? Oh touche You too two-faced for me Thought you was my number one Blue Ace But you ain't and I can see you when you That little boo-boo face 'cause I'm hanging up phone, boo You my fucking Bluetooth ache You feeling too late Go yourself you make me wanna smurfin' puke blue Kool Aid Here's what you say to you hate
My life will be so much If you just dead (dead) I was laying in bed night thinking And this thought popped in my head 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 bitch pushed me the brink Hop on the freeway to get some time alone and just think the cops pulled me over but they let me go 'Cause I told 'em I'm only driving 'Cause that bitch drove me to drink I'm on my fuck ho's But a new hatred for blondes, but bias? I hate all bitches the same, baby on Excuse the pun but you're such a broad statement And I am channeling my anger through every station it's on
'Cause a 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 it's time for me to get the off And myself up off the carpet But I'll never say the L-word I la-la-la-la Ah I hope you hear this 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 in bed last night thinking And this thought just in my head And I thought shit 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 there's fish in the sea
And I'mma have a whale of a Being a single for the night bitch on a scale Of 1 to 10, I must be the holy grailer this ho I got an Oscar attached to my fucking name (great)
I might hit the club on a 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 of my bumper To scratch with 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 in a ditch Bitch you complain you listen to this But you still throw at me That's what I call pitchin' a
That's why I'm swinging at this on sight Long as I got a bat and two balls it's but my dick's on strike So all that love shit is null and bitch I'm a droid, I void cupid stupid wasn't for blowjobs you'd be
Oi oi oi, man oh man, you boy boy sick at these girls girls girls Oink oink You fucking pigs all you good boys doink doing
I got 99 and the bitch ain't one She's all 99 of I need a machine gun I take 'em all out I hope you hear song And grow into a cardiac Have a heart attack and just dead And I'mma 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 popped in my (you baby) And I thought wouldn't 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