Pick up the god phone
Bitch where the were you Tuesday? With who you I wasn't at the Bitch you do screw Dre? You there looking for me Boo that is too lame playing me you're gonna end up with a huge goose egg
You fake, lying slut you told me you knew Dre Que Lupe? You want to lose two You try to this on me? If I more 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, Dre, Drake, Lupe? 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 when you That little face 'cause I'm hanging up this phone, boo You make my Bluetooth ache You feeling blue too Go smurf yourself you make me wanna smurfin' puke blue Aid Here's what you say to you hate
My life will be so better If you dropped dead (dead) I was in bed last night thinking And this thought popped in my head And I thought, shit just be a lot easier If you dropped (dead) I would feel so (so) (much) better (better, better, better)
Think I just relapsed, this bitch pushed me the brink Hop on the freeway trying to get time alone and just think Then the cops pulled me over but let me go I told 'em I'm only driving drunk 'Cause bitch drove me to drink I'm back on my fuck ho's But a new hatred for blondes, but bias? I hate all the same, baby come on the pun but bitch you're such a broad statement And I am channeling my anger through every single station on
a woman broke my he-art, I say he-art 'Cause you it in two pa-arts 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 say the L-word again I lesbian Ah I hope you hear this song and go a cardiac arrest My would be so much better if you just
My will be so much better If you just dropped (dead) I was in bed last night thinking And this thought just popped in my And I thought wouldn't shit be a lot easier If you dead (dead) I would feel so (so) (much) better (better, better, better)
'Cause you me love 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 have a whale of a time Being a single sailor for the bitch on a scale Of 1 to 10, I must be the holy grailer Catch this ho I got an Oscar attached to my name (great)
I might hit the on a chica's tail, uh Made for me say fuck it kick some shots 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
Yeah I'm as a bitch but bitches ain't shit I'd rather a bitch in a ditch Bitch you complain when you to this But you throw yourself at me That's what I call pitchin' a
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 love is null and void 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 fucking all you good boys doink doink doing
I got 99 problems and the ain't one She's all 99 of them I need a gun I take 'em all out I hope you this song And into a cardiac arrest Have a heart and just drop dead And I'mma throw a fucking party after this
My life will be so better If you just dropped (dead)(I hate you) I was laying in bed last night And thought just popped in my head (you baby) And I thought wouldn't shit just be a lot If you dropped (dead) I would feel so (so) much (much) (better, better, better)
I'm just bitch, you know I love you