Pick up the god damn
Bitch 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 is too lame Keep playing me you're gonna end up with a goose egg
You fake, lying you never told me you knew Dre Que Lupe? You to lose 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 third who screwed 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 when you That little face 'cause I'm hanging up this phone, boo You make my fucking ache You feeling blue too Go smurf yourself you make me wanna smurfin' puke blue Aid what you say to someone you hate
My life will be so better If you dropped dead (dead) I was laying in bed night thinking And this thought just in my head And I thought, wouldn't shit just be a lot If you dropped (dead) I would so (so) much (much) better (better, better, better)
Think I just relapsed, this pushed me over the brink Hop on the freeway trying to get some time alone and just the cops pulled me over but they let me go 'Cause I told 'em I'm only driving 'Cause that bitch drove me to I'm back on my fuck ho's But a whole new for blondes, but bias? I hate all bitches the same, come on Excuse the pun but bitch you're such a statement And I am channeling my through every single station it's on
'Cause a woman 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 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 you hear this song and go into a cardiac arrest My life would be so better if you just
My life be so much better If you dropped dead (dead) I was laying in bed last thinking And this thought just in my head And I wouldn't shit just be a lot easier If you dropped (dead) I would feel so (so) (much) better (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 there's fish in the sea
And I'mma a whale of a time Being a single sailor for the night bitch on a Of 1 to 10, shit I must be the grailer Catch this ho I got an Oscar attached to my fucking (great)
I hit the club on a chica's tail, uh Made for me say fuck it kick some shots and hammer the nailer bitches tryna get atached with the failer And him to the tail of my bumper To scratch them with the of my trailer like I'm itchin' to get hitched
Yeah I'm rich as a bitch but ain't shit I'd leave a bitch in a ditch Bitch you complain when you listen to But you still yourself at me That's what I call pitchin' a
That's why I'm swinging at this on sight Long as I got a bat and two balls it's but my dick's on strike So all love shit 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 sick at these girls girls Oink oink You fucking pigs all you good boys 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 hope you hear song And grow 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 dead (dead)(I hate you) I was laying in bed last night And this just popped in my head (you baby) And I thought wouldn't shit be a lot easier If you dead (dead) I would feel so (so) (much) better (better, better, better)
I'm playing bitch, you know I love you