Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Baby Blue, artist - Action Bronson. Date of issue: 22.03.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Baby Blue |
| Why you always all on my back? |
| Why you gotta do me like that? |
| Why you gotta act like a bitch when I’m with you? |
| Baby girl, I’m blue |
| Because you treat me like shit |
| I paid for the bed and never even slept in it |
| I paid for that crib I never stepped foot in |
| And now somebody else is eating all the pudding |
| Things change, now my dashboard wooden |
| All black Benz, like a young Doc Gooden |
| Dark shades, 'cause I’m stone crazy |
| Girl, we grown, stop playin' on my phone, baby |
| All your childish attempts to make me angry fall short |
| Which only fuels the rage you have, because you have nothing |
| Understandable, I’m shinin' brilliant with five Brazilians |
| There were times I used to hide my feelings |
| Now I’m butt naked in the Lamborghini |
| And motherfuckers can’t see me |
| Wait 'til this chick see me on TV, I make the shit look easy |
| Who would’ve thought I hit you right back? |
| Why you always all on my back? |
| Why you gotta do me like that? |
| Why you gotta act like a bitch when I’m with you? |
| Baby girl, I’m blue |
| So many women wanna call me 'baby' |
| And you wonder why the fuck that I ain’t call you lately |
| Some would say that I’m the symbol for sex and, uh |
| Others would hate, but I don’t give 'em no breath |
| Go on a date, I’m at the crib with the chef and, uh |
| That’s me, and you could order whatever |
| The specialty is white snake and underwear sauce |
| You could probably catch me somewhere where the sun is next |
| And I understand that’s only 'cause I’m popular |
| I’m getting topped off in the front row of the opera |
| As Bocelli sings, the celly rings, I gotta go |
| You’ll never know how good it feels to lay in bed with king |
| I’m not exactly flawless, but I’m gorgeous, just like a horse is |
| I know the thought of me succeeding makes a lot of people nauseous |
| Still, I’m on the back of the boat taking pictures with the swordfish |
| Why you always all on my back? |
| Why you gotta do me like that? |
| Why you gotta act like a bitch when I’m with you? |
| Baby girl, I’m blue |
| I hope you get a paper cut on your tongue |
| From a razor in a paper cup |
| I hope every soda you drink already shaken up |
| I hope your dreams dry like raisins in the baking sun |
| I hope your titties all saggy in your early twenties |
| I hope there’s always snow in your driveway |
| I hope you never get off Fridays |
| And you work at a Friday’s that’s always busy on Fridays |
| I hope you win the lottery and lose your ticket |
| I hope it’s Ben and Socrates poop all up in your kitchen |
| I hope the zipper on your jacket get stuck |
| And your headphones short, and your charger don’t work |
| And you spill shit on your shirt |
| I hope your tears don’t hurt, and I can smile in your face |
| Cut my losses, how Delilah changed my locks to a fade |
| I hope you happy, I hope you happy |
| I hope you ruined this shit for a reason, I hope you happy (Igh!) |
| Why you always all on my back? |
| Why you gotta do me like that? |
| Why you gotta act like a bitch when I’m with you? |
| Baby girl, I’m blue |
| La, la la la la |
| La la la la |
| La la la la |
| La la la la |
| La la la la |
| La la la la |