Pick up the god phone
Bitch the fuck were you Tuesday? who you say? I at the studio Bitch what'd you do Dre? You went looking for me Boo excuse is too lame Keep playing me you're gonna end up with a goose egg
You fake, lying you never told me you knew Dre Que Lupe? You want to two legs You try to flip on me? If I more time with you, you say "Ok yeeah, I'm coo-coo, hey?" Well, you
And I'd be the person who screwed you today Oh, four? Dre, Drake, Lupe? Oh You too two-faced for me Thought you was my number one True Ace But you ain't and I can see you when you That little boo-boo 'cause I'm hanging up this phone, boo You make my Bluetooth ache You blue too late Go smurf yourself you make me wanna smurfin' puke blue Aid Here's what you say to someone you
My life be so much better If you dropped dead (dead) I was laying in bed night thinking And this thought just in my head And I thought, shit just be a lot easier If you dropped (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 some time alone and think Then the cops me over but they let me go 'Cause I told 'em I'm only driving 'Cause that drove me to drink I'm back on my fuck 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 channeling my anger through every single it's on
'Cause a woman my he-art, I say he-art 'Cause you it in two pa-arts And it in the garbage, who do you think you are? guess it's time for me to get the dust off And pick myself up off the But never say the L-word again I lesbian Ah I hope you hear this song and go into a cardiac My life would be so better if you just
My life be so much better If you just dead (dead) I was laying in bed last night 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)
you told me You'd me, Bitch, was a lie Now I someone to die So bad in my fucking, But it there's other fish in the sea
And have a whale of a time Being a single sailor for the night 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 hit the club on a chica's tail, uh Made for me say fuck it kick some shots and hammer the nailer bitches tryna get atached with the failer And him to the tail of my bumper To scratch with the back of my trailer like I'm itchin' to get hitched
Yeah I'm rich as a bitch but ain't shit I'd leave a bitch in a ditch Bitch you complain when you listen to But you still throw at me That's what I call pitchin' a
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 shit is null and void bitch I'm a droid, I cupid stupid wasn't for blowjobs you'd be unemployed
Oi oi oi, man oh man, you boy boy sick at these girls girls girls Oink oink You pigs all you good boys doink doink doing
I got 99 problems and the bitch one all 99 of them I need a machine gun I 'em all out I hope you hear this song And grow into a arrest 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 laying in bed night thinking And this thought just in my head (you baby) And I thought wouldn't just be a lot easier If you dead (dead) I would feel so (so) much (much) (better, better, better)
I'm just playing bitch, you I love you