#UNfollowed. lyrics

by

Travie McCoy


[Verse 1]
I didn't wanna do it but I caved
And I'm bitter that I blew it, so I saved your digits
So I hit him up at parties and at raves
And I'm sorry for my art, it's in my heart
And it's based like a God, like a b*tch, like a Martian
And I only start sh*t when I get Bacardi and I'm brave, I mean
I heartily forgave you for lying but I'm pretty sure I'm dying
And my room is like a grave, and
I am relating to Aaliyah 'cause you say you're gonna leave her but you ain't
And I've been patiently waiting since the day that you asked
"Would your mama would have a problem if we date?"

[Chorus]
And, so, what then?
Should I just blubber to my friends and let 'em say "f*ck MEN!"
By that, they mean you, how rude, f*ck them, right?
So, what should I expect?
So, what then?
Should I just blubber to my friends and let 'em say "f*ck MEN!"
By that, they mean you, how rude, f*ck them, right?
So, what should I expect?

[Verse 2]
And I can tell I'm agitating you with all the badgering I do
You're unattached, I kinda knew
But I just, I wanna let it past and get it through
How's he getting all the ass? I know you do
And I'll admit the stalker thing's a pretty bad plan
But I'm just a little girl and you're a grown ass man
So like, I know how to handle you
f*cking with the kid you say you want to lend your hand to
But she's a hottie, I can't even hold a candle
I could've gave her Twitter to me, could've used her handle
Said, "you're prettier but could you lend your man to me?"
And evaded a whole scandal
This isn't what I planned, you're more demanding that I thought
And I am flakier than dandruff
I wanna hold your hand and look outlandish together
And just perpetuate propaganda
[Chorus]
And, so, what then?
Should I just blubber to my friends and let 'em say "f*ck MEN!"
By that, they mean you, how rude, f*ck them, right?
So, what should I expect?
So, what then?
Should I just blubber to my friends and let 'em say "f*ck MEN!"
By that, they mean you, how rude, f*ck them, right?
So, what should I expect?

[Verse 3]
I know the stalker thing's a pretty bad plan
But I'm just a little girl and I'm your number one fan
And everybody tells me you're a grown ass man but, like
I know how to handle you
The stalker thing, it was a pretty bad plan
But I'm just a little girl and I'm your number one fan
So, I know how to handle you
f*cking with the kid you say you want to lend your hand to
My fans enable me in kissing your butt
And like everybody little kiss is a publicity stunt
You say, "Kitty is you trickin', or what?"
I'm unflinching, I'm a stick in the mud
All I can talk about is rhymes, though
'Cause what else is there to say when we're sleepin' in different time zones?
f*cking tour from California, Vermont
And like "ooh ooh ooh, you're the one that I want"
We talk a little, but eventually stop, so
You're the one that I want
Why the f*ck are you the one that I want?
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