Pick up the god damn
Bitch the fuck were you Tuesday? who you say? I at the studio Bitch what'd you do screw 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 slut you never me you knew Dre Que Lupe? You want to lose two You try to this on me? If I more time with 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 and I can see you when you make That little boo-boo face 'cause I'm hanging up phone, boo You make my Bluetooth ache You feeling too late Go smurf yourself you make me wanna smurfin' puke blue Aid Here's you say to someone you hate
My life be so much better If you dropped dead (dead) I was in bed last night thinking And thought 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) better (better, better, better)
Think I just relapsed, bitch pushed me over the brink Hop on the freeway trying to get time alone and just think Then the cops me over but they let me go I told 'em I'm only driving drunk 'Cause that bitch drove me to drink I'm back on my fuck But a whole new hatred for blondes, but I hate all bitches the same, come on the pun but bitch you're such a broad statement And I am channeling my anger through every station it's on
'Cause a woman broke my he-art, I say '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 pick up off the carpet But I'll never say the again I lesbian Ah I you hear this song and go into a cardiac arrest My life would be so much if you just
My life will be so much If you just dropped (dead) I was in bed last night 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)
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 have a whale of a Being a single sailor for the bitch on a scale Of 1 to 10, shit I must be the grailer Catch this ho I got an Oscar to my fucking name (great)
I might hit the club on a tail, uh for me say fuck it kick some shots back and hammer the nailer These bitches tryna get with the failer And him to the tail of my bumper To them 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 you complain when you listen to this But you still 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 is null and void bitch 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 doing
I got 99 problems and the ain't one She's all 99 of them I a machine gun I take 'em all out I hope you hear song And grow into a arrest Have a heart and just drop dead And I'mma throw a fucking party after 'cause
My life will be so better If you just dead (dead)(I hate you) I was laying in bed last night And this thought just in my head (you baby) And I thought wouldn't shit be a lot easier If you dead (dead) I would feel so (so) (much) better (better, better, better)
I'm just playing bitch, you I love you