INTRO:
You f*cking b*tch
Pick up your f*cking flip phone
VERSE 01:
b*tch, where the f*ck was you Tuesday? Wit that dude you say
I wasn't at work that day,b*tch, what'cha do? Go with him an play?
You went there looking for me? Boo, what a lame excuse anyway
Keep playing me I'm gonna end up with another love song OK
You fake, c*ck sucking b*tch I never knew you was this way
f*cking love? It's evol in it's own ways
You try to flip this sh*t on me? If I gave you more love, you say
“Okay, yeah and I'm woo-woo, ay?”
Well, screwed you, and I'll get back in them pants some day
Oh, no – you say you already got a boyfriend – oohm touche
You were too sl*tty for me, thought I was the one you've been looking to be with?
But I ain't
And I can't see you when you make that wittle boo-hoo face
Cause I'm gonna call up your phone, babe
Leave you voicemails on your damn phone
You feeling sorry? Too late
Go f*ck someone else, you make me wanna go f*ck someone like I don't even know they
Here's what I think of you, f*cking babe
HOOK:
My life would be so much better if you'd just drop dead
I was laying in bed last trying to figure out these thoughts going in my head
Til I woke up in my bed, and this nightmare I've dreamed of had fled
I'm back on my f*ck hoes, with this hatred for brunettes
But sh*t? I hate all hoes the same, sweetie come on
Excuse me hun, but I'm such a broad person, and your
Not ready for this anger with all these love songs that are on
Cause you don't care for my lo-ve, I said lo-ve
Now I'm ripping them in two parts, and threw up thinking about it
Who do you think you a-are, miss?
Guess it's my time for me to get up from this pity party that I'm in
But I'll never say the L-word again
I Lo-Lo-Lo-Lo... Love you b*tch!
Aaahhh, I hope you this song and go into a cardiac arrest
My life'd be so much better without you
VERSE 02:
Think this love is evil, this b*tch lied when dating me
I'd hop on a freeway tryin to run some time by and just think
I'd be arrested by cops, they'd let me go cause I told em I'm only driving high, cause a b*tch drove me to the brink
I feel as if I don't need hoes, with a whole new hatred for brunettes
But bias? I hate all b*tches the same, baby sing along
Excuse me Pun, but I don't wanna be a playa I just f*ck a lot
But she channels every chain my neck holds when rhymin along
Cause you woman broke my he-art, I say he-art
Cause you tore it into two pa-arts, and threw it at my heart
Who do you think you i-s, b*tch?
Guess it's time for me to wipe the pity from my face and go to that party
But I'll never say the L-word again
I Lo-Lo-Lo-Lo.... Love you
Aaahhh, I hope you hear this f*ckin song and get heart cancer
My life'd be so better if you would just
HOOK:
BRIDGE:
Cause you told me, you loved me, ha, b*tch, that was a lie
Now I never, wanted some b*tch, to cry, so bad in my f*cking life
But f*ck this, there's other fish in the sea
VERSE 03:
And I'mma bite some kind of time being single sucks
For this night, b*tch you make me
0 to 100, sh*t, I must be the energy of
Wanksters ho, I got no Oscar like my boy Leonardo Decaprio
I might hit the club, there are so much to pick
Great for me, say suck it, kick some drinks back, get hammered and impale her
Find b*tches tryin to get attached, but I'm tryin to latch onto the tail of
And hump her she's askin me if she's into a three-way
Like she's b*tching to get hit
Yeah, I'm itching for a b*tch
But they ain't nuntin but hoes and tricks, that's what we call a hitter and a pitch
b*tch you complain when you sittin to me
She throws herself at me, that's what I call pitchin a b*tch
All these girls is hitting on me on site
They got me hitting them up for a call, but my di*ks on strike
So all love sh*t is null and void, b*tch you a droid
I avoid Cupid, stupid, he looks for me even when I try to avoid
Oye-yoy-yoy, man oh man, ahoy-hoy-hoy getting sick of these girls-girls-girls, doink, doink, doink
You f*ckin clowns, all I hear is you're f*cking mouth now
I got 99 problems and a b*tch ain't one
My di*ks all 99 of em; I need a shrink ray gun
I need to chill the f*ck out, I hope you hear this song and you don't adjust
Have a chest attack and just
Drop teary and Ima tape a f*ckin porno after this
Cause yes
HOOK:
OUTRO:
You still listening b*tch, you know I love you