I like to make my ladies freaky, ya feel me They leash me, we get kinky They don't need to thank me I like to keep my ladies near me, ya hear me We connect, they know there's no one like me... I'm a real keyboard player, from Dallas Texas originally from New York so I don't miss my exes I been on the scene for years I played in bands, piano bars I had one night stands Making couscous with a chic Is what I call it They might as well have taken the money right out my wallet. When I look back at the money I spent I could have been a Trump A real estate king There's no point of beatin my head against the wall now Gotta get past the mistakes I made somehow. Chorus Don't need to spite me, just ask me what do I do for living? nowadays I move cars all day, sometimes nights I'll gig on the weekend, what kind of life is this? this ain't living! So I give it all I got, I try to breakout Nothing ever happens though I end up sleeping out, at a different chic's house every single weekend, the kind of thing I do with them gets them really Freaking' its how... Chorus Sooooo you won't forget me right?! Things aren't adding up I don't know what I'm here for slipping through the cracks I know that I been here before, trying to keep my head in the game it isn't easy when all I do is think of a name that's gonna please me. I can't sleep at night cause I'm always really busy, trying to drink myself to sleep just makes me dizzy, they're just spinning their wheels trying to break me the more i try the more everybody hates me Chorus
Written by: Truck Parker
Submitted by: truck_p on August 23, 2018
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