You thought you got it made
When the club gets played
You got baby mama drama, you aint even got you a baby
That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free
I got more and you got less
I'm hoping i confess
Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold
You know, they say that dish is best served cold?
So if they better than the kid
You got fired i got promoted
But i am served and i have learned
I woke up screaming, fuck the world
Turn 'em off! time to set it off, get you wet and soft
Served you like a restaurant ,mixed with a bit of taunt
And i don't make no bed rock
Cause i'm always served hot
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