I am in an interesting mood as my choice of songs for the night will reflect
Just Drop Dead
Okay, where the hell you been
Said that you've been hanging with your cute girlfriend
Then I get a call
Kinda woke me up
Set they saw you chillin' with this young little fuck (what?)
I was kinda dazed and maybe confused
Never would expected this terrible news
Not only were you kissin'
It's who you been dissin'
You was playin' me out
Now you better listen
What the fuck is going on?
Who the fuck do you think you are? (Bitch)
Cause for alarm (What?)
Put up with your shit
Begging me to stay
Even though you run your fucking mouth every day
I ain't some punk ass dealing with your drunk ass
Yeah you might be fine but you crossed the fucking line (Yeah)
Now there's no returning this lesson that you're learning
Pulling down them panties and leave your ass burning
Cause I deserve more
I deserve more
You act like a whore
So just drop dead
Just drop dead
Rewind, back to the start (Go!)
When we got together, I gave you my heart
You made a few mistakes
But that's how it goes
And every time I broke up
You gave my ass a rose
Saying that you're sorry
And I'm the only one
Believe you like a chump while you were having fun
I was feeling lonely
While you were with your homie
Ain't that a bitch
Now you boy can blow me
What the fuck is going on?
Who the fuck do you think you are? (Bitch)
Cause for alarm (What?)
Put up with your shit
Begging me to stay
Even though you run your fucking mouth every day
I ain't some punk ass dealing with your drunk ass
Yeah you might be fine but you crossed the fucking line (Yeah)
Now there's no returning this lesson that you're learning
Pulling down them panties and leave your ass burning
Cause I deserve more
I deserve more
You act like a whore
So just drop dead
Cause I deserve more
I deserve more
You act like a whore
So just drop dead
With love, there's lust, then blood, and guts
Your touch, my crutch
I trust you way too much
With love, there's lust, then blood, and guts
Your touch, my crutch
I trust you way too much
You gotta lot of fucking nerve
You think this is a fucking tennis match (Bitch!)
Time for me to serve
I'm John MacEnroe
Ready for me hoe
It's 15-0, where the fuck you gonna go
Where the fuck you gonna go
Where the fuck you gonna go
What the fuck is going on?
Who the fuck do you think you are? (Bitch)
Cause for alarm (What?)
Put up with your shit
Begging me to stay
Even though you run your fucking mouth every day
I ain't some punk ass dealing with your drunk ass
Yeah you might be fine but you crossed the fucking line (Yeah)
Now there's no returning this lesson that you're learning
Pulling down them panties and leave your ass burning
Cause I deserve more
I deserve more
You act like a whore
So just drop dead
Cause I deserve more
I deserve more
You act like a whore
So just drop dead
Just drop dead