CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Dead In December
Oh-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah
Woah-woah-woah-woah-woah
You say you're f*ckin' sad, well I'm sad too, yeah
She ask why I do it say; "I had to," yeah
Baby, you can't get another chance, ooh yeah
You will never get me again, ooh yeah
Hit me on my phone, but I won't pick up
I don't love these hoes and I won't switch up
Half-moon clip, shoot the whole bitch up
44 mag, keep the whole bitch tucked
When I was young
Everybody left me in the cold
Everybody left me all alone
Mama told me, "get it on your own,"
Got it on my own
In my own lane and you can't say shit
Workin' all day, no half-day shit
Waitin' all my life, don't have patience
Goin' all the way, no halfway shit
You say you're f*ckin' sad, well I'm sad too, yeah
She ask why I do it say; "I had to," yeah
Baby, you can't get another chance, ooh yeah
You will never get me again, ooh yeah
Hit me on my phone, but I won't pick up
I don't love these hoes and I won't switch up
Half-moon clip, shoot the whole bitch up
44 mag, keep the whole bitch tucked
You're never there
I don't care
Baby, I do what the f*ck I want now
Started blowing up, bitch, I'm up now
She ride me like emotions, that's up and down
I'm never there
No one cares
Baby, I think I should f*ckin' jump now
People screamin' at me, I can't hear sound
Now they at my shows, king without a crown
Everybody hate me 'cause I'm me
But who the f*ck else I'ma be?
And if she leave me, then she geekin'
I ain't even care, 'cause this my season, yeah
In my own lane and you can't say shit
Workin' all day, no half-day shit
Waitin' all my life, don't have patience
Goin' all the way, no halfway shit
You say you're f*ckin' sad, well I'm sad too, yeah
She ask why I do it say; "I had to," yeah
Baby, you can't get another chance, ooh yeah
You will never get me again, ooh yeah
Hit me on my phone, but I won't pick up
I don't love these hoes and I won't switch up
Half-moon clip, shoot the whole bitch up
44 mag, keep the whole bitch tucked
You say you're f*ckin' sad, well I'm sad too, yeah
She ask why I do it say; "I had to," yeah
Baby, you can't get another chance, ooh yeah
You will never get me again, ooh yeah
Hit me on my phone, but I won't pick up
I don't love these hoes and I won't switch up
Half-moon clip, shoot the whole bitch up
44 mag, keep the whole bitch tucked
Woah-woah-woah-woah-woah
You say you're f*ckin' sad, well I'm sad too, yeah
She ask why I do it say; "I had to," yeah
Baby, you can't get another chance, ooh yeah
You will never get me again, ooh yeah
Hit me on my phone, but I won't pick up
I don't love these hoes and I won't switch up
Half-moon clip, shoot the whole bitch up
44 mag, keep the whole bitch tucked
When I was young
Everybody left me in the cold
Everybody left me all alone
Mama told me, "get it on your own,"
Got it on my own
In my own lane and you can't say shit
Workin' all day, no half-day shit
Waitin' all my life, don't have patience
Goin' all the way, no halfway shit
You say you're f*ckin' sad, well I'm sad too, yeah
She ask why I do it say; "I had to," yeah
Baby, you can't get another chance, ooh yeah
You will never get me again, ooh yeah
Hit me on my phone, but I won't pick up
I don't love these hoes and I won't switch up
Half-moon clip, shoot the whole bitch up
44 mag, keep the whole bitch tucked
You're never there
I don't care
Baby, I do what the f*ck I want now
Started blowing up, bitch, I'm up now
She ride me like emotions, that's up and down
I'm never there
No one cares
Baby, I think I should f*ckin' jump now
People screamin' at me, I can't hear sound
Now they at my shows, king without a crown
Everybody hate me 'cause I'm me
But who the f*ck else I'ma be?
And if she leave me, then she geekin'
I ain't even care, 'cause this my season, yeah
In my own lane and you can't say shit
Workin' all day, no half-day shit
Waitin' all my life, don't have patience
Goin' all the way, no halfway shit
You say you're f*ckin' sad, well I'm sad too, yeah
She ask why I do it say; "I had to," yeah
Baby, you can't get another chance, ooh yeah
You will never get me again, ooh yeah
Hit me on my phone, but I won't pick up
I don't love these hoes and I won't switch up
Half-moon clip, shoot the whole bitch up
44 mag, keep the whole bitch tucked
You say you're f*ckin' sad, well I'm sad too, yeah
She ask why I do it say; "I had to," yeah
Baby, you can't get another chance, ooh yeah
You will never get me again, ooh yeah
Hit me on my phone, but I won't pick up
I don't love these hoes and I won't switch up
Half-moon clip, shoot the whole bitch up
44 mag, keep the whole bitch tucked
