Pick up the god phone
where the fuck were you Tuesday? With who you I at the studio Bitch what'd you do Dre? You there looking for me Boo that is too lame Keep playing me you're gonna end up with a huge egg
You fake, lying you never told me you knew 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 person who screwed you 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 little boo-boo face 'cause I'm hanging up this phone, boo You my fucking Bluetooth ache You blue too late Go smurf yourself you make me wanna puke blue Kool Aid Here's what you say to you hate
My life will be so better If you just dead (dead) I was laying in bed last night And this thought just popped in my And I thought, wouldn't just be a lot easier 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 trying to get time alone and just think Then the cops pulled me over but let me go 'Cause I told 'em I'm only drunk 'Cause that drove me to drink I'm back 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 bitch such a broad 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 ripped it in two And it in the garbage, who do you think you are? guess it's time for me to get the dust off And myself up off the carpet But I'll never say the L-word I la-la-la-la Ah I hope you this song and go into a cardiac arrest My life would be so better if you just
My will be so much better 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)
'Cause you me love me, Bitch, was a lie Now I Wanted to die So bad in my fucking, But it there's other fish in the sea
And I'mma a whale of a time a single sailor for the night bitch on a scale Of 1 to 10, shit I must be the holy Catch this ho I got an Oscar to my fucking name (great)
I might hit the on a chica's tail, uh Made for me say fuck it kick some back and hammer the nailer These bitches tryna get atached the failer And latch him to the tail of my To scratch them with the back of my trailer like I'm to get hitched
Yeah I'm rich as a but bitches ain't shit I'd rather leave a in a ditch Bitch you complain when you listen to But you still throw at me what I call pitchin' a bicth
That's why I'm at this chicks on sight Long as I got a bat and two balls foul but my dick's on strike So all that shit 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 doink doink doing
I got 99 and the bitch ain't one She's all 99 of I need a machine gun I 'em all out I hope you hear this song And grow into a cardiac Have a heart attack and drop dead And I'mma throw a fucking party after this
My will be so much better If you just dropped (dead)(I hate you) I was in bed last night thinking And this thought popped in my head (you baby) And I thought shit just be a lot easier If you dead (dead) I would so (so) much (much) better (better, better, better)
I'm playing bitch, you know I love you