Lyrics:
can talk about?
I heard you're moving on and now you got it figured out
Well, I'm happy, I'm happy, I'm happy for you
Are you really gonna tell me
on the strip
You know we go see Cal
Uber or DUI, I like to get a ride
Bout to hit the club
But it's only five, get it done by nine
You say you ratchet so ratch
I love you more than the guys before
So won’t you let the music play
She walks right by like she doesn’t even notice me
From inside the car I hear
never got proved wrong by lying, huh
Shit all fun and games 'til you got a funeral and yo' bitch ass muva is crying, huh
They say you disrespectful no
Another day on the road
And honey I don't have the strength for another show, no
And I got it almost figured out
If I could get you closer to me
'cause
Time to Rock out
Running it though the guitar rack
I got five finger death punch
That will give you all God smack
I am what I am just know that we
Off your know it all face
Laugh while you can
Yeah live it up
And read my lips,
The the joke is on you
I figured it out
You're all about walking tall
figured out
Grass burnt by my feet, I can feel it going down
I'm too young to stick around
Glass hurting my feet, I can't feel my way around
I got nothing
but this is pay day
You finna nay say I finna let it rip like a beyblade then take my vacay make you say Mayday
This is my fate influenced by Shady but
vexed by the cards you were dealt
When I came home, pure glee is all that you felt
Gave a smile to your bro, just being you
Looking goddamn cute with
out Nickelback, 'cause we be actin' like we're animals
Call me Terminator, bitch my penis in mechanical
I'm a eat her gushy like a motherfuckin'
check out with Coke 0
Put your fucking hands up
If you got the biggest dick in the Walmart
Put your fucking hands up
If you're swimming with the sharks
don't you see
You don't have to have it all
Figured out for me
You don't have to have it all
Don't have to have it all
Don't have to have it all
Figured
the torch
I give she do the most
She lose she move the post
My fingers moving slow
Can't tell my baby no
I guess she figured me out
My head stay up in
Freedom's just another word for
'You owe the bank'"
Singin'
La la la la la la la
Look at me now
I've got it figured out
Life is a long conversation
'Till I pass out
From the fucking gas clouds
The bitch get's misty when I say "You can't kiss me
I ain't got herpes, my lips are just crispy"
I gotta
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
precious
To love
I thought time would move us on
But I'm stuck on you
And if I knew by now I would have figured it out
If I knew somehow I could have figured
Just vibin'...
We wilin'...
We stylin'...
Check it out, I'm just spitting that for the love of spitting rap
Hits like Nickelback singing with
And the time I figured it out
There was some look in your eye man what's going on
By the time you figure it out
I'll be throwing love songs
Throwing love songs
like it raw like my boy the late O.D.B.
Stop pullin out them burners on them DVD's
You gotta body a motherfucker to, impress me
My boys keep
like it raw like my boy the late O.D.B.
Stop pullin out them burners on them DVD's
You gotta body a motherfucker to, impress me
My boys keep
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