How bad you want it, when you can't have it And now you're crying dying in your living hell I played your mamma, I played your pappa And now you get to play your motherfucking self
You know you want it, you really need it You bisy frying dying in your living hell I'm not your mamma, I ain't your pappa Now baby get stop play his motherfucking self
How bad you want it, when you can't have it And now you're crying dying in your living hell I played your mamma, I played your pappa And now you get to play your motherfucking self
Nothing left to lose She's got everything to fear Another phonebook full of reasons Skipping flying in your beer Save your motherfucking bullshit For another lousy day Watch this little pyssy flip you off And than just walk away
Begging for forgiveness I suggest you save your breath Blowing hot air up my ass Is that the way that you repent You're talking through your sex It's got nothing left to say Find another dick tomorrow And I'll fuck this blues away
Sick of all skeezing Bullshit artist petty thief Find a hardcore chippy junkie Take our hustle to the street Pack all your baggage Spare the psychodrama scenes You been lying and conniving And you wonder why I'am mean
Nothing left to lose Since you threw your life away Won't be singing at your funeral I'll be dancing on your grave Save your motherfucking bullshit For another lousy day Watch this little pussy flip you off And then just walk away
Want it, but you can't have it And now you're crying dying in your living hell I played your mamma, I played your pappa And now you get to play your motherfucking self
You know you want it, you really need it You bisy frying dying in your living hell I'm ain't your mamma!
Hey, trick baby, you done gone stir crazy I'll be grinning slim once you hit that Greyhound station on the corner Got your name written all over it Goddamn Judas bitch twenty nine dollars take your yellow ass All the way back to Lackawanna Skull fucked a thousand and one ways to sunday Trick baby, don't croak no one while sleep walking Get this arson out of your heart You know where to find meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
