Pick up the god phone
Bitch where the fuck you Tuesday? who you say? I wasn't at the what'd you do screw Dre? You went looking for me Boo that is too lame Keep playing me you're end up with a huge 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 person who you today Oh, four? Dre, Drake, Oh touche You too two-faced for me you was my number one True Blue Ace But you ain't and I can see you you make That little boo-boo 'cause I'm hanging up this phone, boo You make my fucking ache You blue too late Go smurf yourself you make me wanna smurfin' blue Kool Aid Here's you say to someone you hate
My life will be so better If you just dropped (dead) I was laying in bed last thinking And this just popped in my head And I thought, wouldn't just be a lot easier If you dropped (dead) I feel so (so) much (much) better (better, better, better)
I just relapsed, this bitch pushed me over the brink Hop on the freeway trying to get some time alone and think Then the pulled me over but they let me go 'Cause I told 'em I'm driving drunk that bitch 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 you're 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 you are? Bitch guess it's 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 a cardiac arrest My life be so much better if you just
My life will be so better If you just dropped (dead) I was laying in bed last night And thought just popped in my head And I thought shit just be a lot easier If you dead (dead) I would feel so (so) much (much) (better, better, better)
'Cause you 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 of a time a single sailor for the night bitch on a scale Of 1 to 10, shit I must be the grailer Catch ho I got an Oscar attached 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 tryna get atached with the failer And him to the tail of my bumper To scratch them with the back of my trailer like I'm to get hitched
I'm rich as a bitch but bitches ain't shit I'd rather leave a bitch in a Bitch you complain when you to this But you still yourself at me That's what I 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 stupid wasn't for blowjobs you'd be
Oi oi oi, man oh man, you boy boy sick at these girls girls girls Oink oink You fucking pigs all you good boys doink doink
I got 99 and the bitch ain't one She's all 99 of them I need a 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 after this 'cause
My life be so much better If you just dropped dead (dead)(I you) I was laying in bed last thinking And this thought popped in my head (you baby) And I thought wouldn't just be a lot easier If you dropped (dead) I would feel so (so) (much) better (better, better, better)
I'm playing bitch, you know I love you