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 excuse is too lame playing 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 more time you, you say "Ok yeeah, I'm coo-coo, hey?" Well, you
And I'd be the third person who screwed you Oh, Dre, Drake, Lupe? Oh touche You too two-faced for me Thought you was my one True Blue Ace But you ain't and I can see you when you That little boo-boo face 'cause I'm up this phone, boo You make my fucking Bluetooth You feeling blue too Go smurf yourself you make me wanna smurfin' puke Kool Aid Here's what you say to someone you
My life will be so better If you just dropped (dead) I was in bed last night thinking And this just popped in my head And I thought, wouldn't shit be a lot easier If you dead (dead) I feel so (so) much (much) better (better, better, better)
I just relapsed, this bitch pushed me over the brink Hop on the trying to get some time alone and just think Then the cops pulled me but they let me go 'Cause I 'em I'm only driving drunk 'Cause that bitch drove me to drink I'm back on my fuck But a whole new hatred for blondes, but I all bitches the same, baby come on Excuse the pun but bitch such a broad 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 threw it in the garbage, who do you think you Bitch guess it's time for me to get the 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 a cardiac arrest My life would be so much if you just
My will be so much better If you just dead (dead) I was laying in bed night thinking And this thought just in my head And I thought wouldn't shit be a lot easier If you dead (dead) I would so (so) much (much) better (better, better, better)
'Cause you 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 whale of a a single sailor for the night bitch on a scale Of 1 to 10, shit I must be the holy this 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 some shots back and hammer the nailer These bitches get atached with the failer And latch him to the 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 bitches ain't I'd rather leave a in a ditch Bitch you complain when you listen to But you still throw at me what I call pitchin' a bicth
That's why I'm at this chicks on sight as I got a bat and two balls it's foul but my dick's on strike So all that love is null and void bitch I'm a droid, I void cupid wasn't for blowjobs you'd be unemployed
Oi oi oi, man oh man, you boy boy Getting at these girls girls girls oink oink You fucking pigs all you good boys doink doing
I got 99 problems and the ain't one She's all 99 of I need a machine gun I take 'em all out I hope you hear song And into a cardiac arrest a heart attack and just drop dead And throw a fucking party after this 'cause
My life will be so better If you dropped 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 just be a lot easier If you dropped (dead) I would feel so (so) much (much) (better, better, better)
I'm just bitch, you know I love you