Pick up the god damn
Bitch where the fuck you Tuesday? who you say? I wasn't at the Bitch what'd you do screw You went there for me Boo that is too lame Keep 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 two legs You try to flip on me? If I spent time with you, you say "Ok yeeah, I'm coo-coo, hey?" Well, you
And I'd be the third who screwed you today Oh, Dre, Drake, Lupe? Oh touche You were too for me you was my number one True Blue Ace But you ain't and I can see you when you That little face 'cause I'm hanging up this phone, boo You make my fucking Bluetooth You feeling too late Go smurf yourself you make me wanna smurfin' puke blue Aid what you say to someone you hate
My will be so much better If you just dead (dead) I was laying in bed last thinking And thought just popped in my head And I thought, wouldn't shit be a lot easier If you dead (dead) I would feel so (so) much (much) (better, better, better)
Think I relapsed, this bitch pushed me over the brink Hop on the freeway trying to get some time alone and just Then the cops 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 new hatred for blondes, but bias? I all bitches the same, baby come on Excuse the pun but bitch you're such a statement And I am my anger 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 pick up off the carpet But I'll never say the again I la-la-la-la Ah I you hear this song and go into a cardiac arrest My life would be so much if you just
My life be so much better If you just dead (dead) I was in bed last night thinking And this just popped in my head And I thought wouldn't shit just be a lot If you dropped (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 fuck it there's fish 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 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 it kick some shots back and hammer the nailer These tryna get atached with the failer And latch him to the tail of my To scratch them the back of my trailer like I'm itchin' to get hitched
Yeah I'm rich as a bitch but bitches shit I'd rather leave a in a ditch you complain when 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 as I got a bat and two balls it's foul but my dick's on strike So all love shit is null and void bitch I'm a droid, I void cupid stupid 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 problems and the bitch one She's all 99 of I need a machine gun I take 'em all out I you hear this song And into a cardiac arrest Have a heart attack and just dead And I'mma throw a fucking party after '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 popped in my head (you baby) And I wouldn't 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