Pick up the god damn
where the fuck were you Tuesday? With who you I wasn't at the Bitch what'd you do Dre? You there looking for me Boo that excuse is too Keep playing me you're gonna end up with a goose egg
You fake, lying slut you never told me you Dre Que Lupe? You to lose 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, four? Dre, Drake, Oh touche You too two-faced for me Thought you was my number one True Ace But you ain't and I can see you you make That little face 'cause I'm hanging up this phone, boo You make my fucking Bluetooth You blue too late Go smurf yourself you make me wanna puke blue Kool Aid Here's you say to someone you hate
My life will be so better If you just dead (dead) I was laying in bed last thinking And this thought just popped in my And I thought, wouldn't just be a lot easier If you dead (dead) I would so (so) much (much) better (better, better, better)
Think I just relapsed, this bitch pushed me the brink Hop on the trying to get some time alone and just think Then the pulled me over but they let me go I told 'em I'm only driving drunk 'Cause that bitch 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, come on the pun but bitch you're such a broad statement And I am channeling my anger through single station it's on
'Cause a broke my he-art, I say he-art '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 myself up off the carpet But I'll never say the L-word I lesbian Ah I you hear this song and go into a cardiac arrest My would be so much better if you just
My life will be so much If you dropped dead (dead) I was in bed last night thinking And this just popped in my head And I wouldn't shit just be a lot easier 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 have a of a time Being a single sailor for the night 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 hit the club on a chica's tail, uh Made for me say fuck it kick some back and hammer the nailer These bitches get atached with the failer And latch him to the of my bumper 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 a bitch in a ditch you complain when you listen to this But you throw yourself at me That's what I call a bicth
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 for blowjobs you'd be unemployed
Oi oi oi, man oh man, you boy boy Getting sick at these girls girls oink oink You pigs all you good boys doink doink doing
I got 99 and the bitch ain't one She's all 99 of them I a machine gun I take 'em all out I hope you this song And grow into a cardiac Have a heart and just drop dead And I'mma throw a fucking party after this
My will be so much better If you just dead (dead)(I hate you) I was laying in bed night thinking And this just popped in my head (you baby) And I thought wouldn't shit just be a lot If you dropped (dead) I feel so (so) much (much) better (better, better, better)
I'm just playing bitch, you know I you