Pick up the god damn
Bitch the fuck were you Tuesday? who you say? I at the studio Bitch you do screw Dre? You went there for me Boo that is too lame Keep playing me gonna end up with a huge 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, Oh touche You too two-faced for me Thought you was my number one Blue Ace But you ain't and I can see you you make That little boo-boo face 'cause I'm hanging up phone, boo You make my fucking Bluetooth You feeling too late Go yourself you make me wanna smurfin' puke blue Kool Aid Here's what you say to you hate
My life will be so much If you just dead (dead) I was laying in bed last night And this 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)
Think I just relapsed, this bitch pushed me over the Hop on the freeway trying to get some alone and just think Then the cops pulled me over but let me go 'Cause I told 'em I'm driving drunk 'Cause that bitch drove me to drink I'm on my fuck ho's But a new hatred for blondes, but bias? I hate all bitches the same, baby on the pun but bitch you're such a broad statement And I am channeling my anger every single 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 it's time for me to get the dust off And pick up off the carpet But never say the L-word again I la-la-la-la Ah I hope you hear this song and go into a cardiac My would be so much better if you just
My will be so much better If you just dropped (dead) I was laying in bed night thinking And this just popped in my head And I thought wouldn't shit be a lot easier If you dropped (dead) I feel so (so) much (much) better (better, better, better)
you told me You'd me, Bitch, was a lie Now I Wanted to die So bad in my fucking, But fuck it there's other 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 be the holy grailer Catch 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 shots back and hammer the nailer These bitches tryna get atached the failer And him to the tail of my bumper To them with the back of my trailer like I'm itchin' to get hitched
Yeah I'm rich as a bitch but bitches shit I'd leave a bitch in a ditch Bitch you complain you listen to this But you still yourself at me what I call pitchin' a bicth
That's why I'm swinging at chicks on sight Long as I got a bat and two balls it's foul but my on strike So all that shit is null and void bitch I'm a droid, I void stupid 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 boys doink doing
I got 99 problems and the bitch one all 99 of them I need a machine gun I take 'em all out I hope you this song And grow into a arrest Have a heart attack and just dead And I'mma a fucking party after this 'cause
My will be so much better If you just dropped (dead)(I hate you) I was laying in bed last night And this just 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 just playing bitch, you know I you