All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/
Lot of tough talk personas, they ain’t really built for war
You remind me of my ex, cause you both know how to blow/
Say hello to miss thang, i forgot yo name, she yellow
Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part
Live your life, don't fold under press pressure, me who you are it ain't hard
You don;t thin anymore
These joints here not found at the mall
He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck
Hey ''kid'', remind me to stick this screwdriver in your mommas butt
She od's on louboutin, she work at that nudie bar
And let me remind you, i don't give a fuck who you are,
See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was
Your career are over like mary j bilge in rock of a-g-e-s
You are living proof that god has a sense of humor.
Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
You looking for tools to write and share lyrics online?
You're in luck! Get started using RapPad >