Pick up the god phone
where the fuck were you Tuesday? With who you I at the studio Bitch what'd you do Dre? You there looking for me Boo that excuse is too Keep playing me you're end up with a huge goose egg
You fake, slut you never told me you knew Dre Que Lupe? You want to two legs You try to this on me? If I spent more with 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 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 smurfin' blue Kool Aid Here's what you say to someone you
My life be so much better If you just dead (dead) I was laying in bed last thinking And this thought popped in my head And I thought, wouldn't shit be a lot easier If you dead (dead) I would feel so (so) (much) better (better, better, better)
Think I just relapsed, this bitch 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 only drunk 'Cause that bitch drove me to I'm back on my fuck ho's But a new hatred for blondes, but bias? I hate all bitches the same, come on Excuse the pun but you're such a broad statement And I am channeling my anger through every single 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 myself up off the carpet But I'll never say the L-word I lesbian Ah I hope you hear song and go into a cardiac arrest My life would be so better if you just
My life will be so better If you just dead (dead) I was in bed last night thinking And this thought just popped in my And I wouldn't shit just be a lot easier If you dead (dead) I would feel so (so) much (much) (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 other fish in the sea
And I'mma have a whale of a Being a single sailor for the bitch on a scale Of 1 to 10, I must 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 for me say fuck 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 with the back of my trailer I'm itchin' to get hitched
I'm rich as a bitch but bitches ain't shit I'd rather leave a in a ditch you complain when you listen to this But you still yourself at me That's what I 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 dick's on So all that shit is null and void bitch I'm a droid, I cupid 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 pigs all you good boys doink doink doing
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 grow a cardiac arrest Have a attack and just drop dead And I'mma throw a fucking party this 'cause
My life be so much better If you dropped dead (dead)(I hate you) I was in bed last night thinking And thought just popped in my head (you baby) 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'm just playing bitch, you I love you