Well, I guess this is growing up Someone that understands But everybody's gone It's alright to tell me what you think about me I won't try to argue or hold it against you I know that you're leaving, you must have your reasons The season is calling, your

I drank too much cheap wine Drinking about you 'Cause I want you to know that I'm drinking about you Gonna spill this heart of mine Spill this heart of mine Gonna say what's on my mind Say what's on my mind 'Cause I want you to know that im drinking

Said that it's all right (baby it's all right) Baby shake that thing (baby shake that thing) When you see me in misery, come on baby see about me And-a I wanna know Hey (hey) ho (ho) hey (hey) ho (ho) hey (hey) ho (ho) Say it one more time yeah (just one

This your favorite song When they put it on Girl I know you know it's all about you I ain't saying no names But you know what I'm saying I can tell it by the way that you move I bet you think this song is about you Got a room full of fly girls Got a

Right, yeah Really I could give a fuck about you (straight up, straight up) As long as I'm doin' what I'm doin' 'Cause they know, 'cause they know who we are This that life that we livin' and that ain't changin' They just know that we livin' the life

I know everything I ain't washing my sins Now we're lying about the nights Hiding it all behind the smiles You probably thought that you'd break my heart You probably thought that you'd make me cry I know what you did So I'ma let you taste her

I don't know what you heard about me But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see That I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P Now shorty, she in the club, she dancing for dollars She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that

Whoa whoa whoa People gonna say what they say But we don’t care about that anyway Haters gonna hate Don’t you ever change Only thing that matters That you need to know You’ll only find it in your heart and soul We don’t care what they say

They don't know, they don't know, they don't know, they don't know about us They don't know, they don't know, they don't know about what we do That it's true Thinking of all this but I'm good, if I've got you The wind on my pony, top-down, alright So

They ain't never get this live, though Somebody sure got a birthday, somebody gon' turn eighteen You know what that means, you know, you know You could have whatever you want You know what that means About four million in gold chains, 'bout ten million