Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The New Cupid, artist - BJ The Chicago Kid.
Date of issue: 18.02.2016
Song language: English
The New Cupid |
Alright y’all |
I want y’all to put your hands together |
And to bring on the brothers that bound to lay more dips in your hips |
More glide in your stride |
Chi city in the building |
And Mr. Southside |
And if you don’t think it’s next you got the wrong damn address |
Fuck your love, motherfuck your love |
That’s what Sir John say |
You can laugh all you want but he’s right as hell |
Cupid’s ain’t around these days |
I’ve heard many stories about how he made people all around the world fall in |
love |
Well I got a call just the other day |
Telling me where Cupid was |
Cupid’s too busy in the club |
At the bar |
Rolling up |
And if you see him, let him know |
Love is gone |
I know, I’m sure |
Boys and girls |
Love ain’t dead |
Stupid I’m the the new Cupid |
Throw your hands in the sky |
Cause love’s goodbye |
I said, Love ain’t dead |
Stupid I’m the the new Cupid |
Throw your hands in the sky |
Cause love’s goodbye |
The responsibility lies on me |
Since Cupid ain’t around |
And when y’all really feeling like you’re falling in love |
When my music put’s you right on down |
And everybody (I see) |
And I know (I know) |
Some people really think they in love |
But now without a love song |
Something’s gone way wrong |
Cupid’s too busy in the club |
At the bar |
Rolling up |
And if you see him, let him know |
Love is gone |
I know I’m sure |
Boys and girls |
Love ain’t dead |
Stupid I’m the the new Cupid |
Throw your hands in the sky |
Cause love’s goodbye |
I said, Love ain’t dead |
Stupid I’m the the new Cupid |
Throw your hands in the sky |
Cause love’s goodbye |
Love ain’t dead |
As I play out the Commodores, my faith destroyed |
My heart don’t work, I’m unemployed |
The feeling is void, don’t know what I need |
Some pussy, some paper, some counseling |
Maybe some Henny, some weed |
I’m looking for you, I’m checking for her |
I’m parking lot pimpin', I’m honking at women, I’m all on the curb |
Skrt, skrt, skrt, pump my brake, pump my brake |
Mini skirt, skirt, skirt, don’t walk away, walk away |
I’m fishing for compliments |
This is a fairy tale, I know you very well |
Fuck all your promises, I know what time it is |
I’m just a realist, I am the realest |
Reality is fatality cursed on the future for family, wife and some kids |
I’m looking for you, I’m checking for her |
I’m parking lot pimpin', I’m honking at women, I’m all on the curb |
Skrt, skrt, skrt, pump your brake, pump your brake |
Mini skirt, skirt, skirt, don’t walk away, walk away |
Cupid’s too busy in the club |
At the bar |
Rolling up |
And if you see him, let him know |
Love is gone |
I know I’m sure |
Boys in the club |
And if you see him, let him know |
Love is gone |
I know I’m sure |
Boys and girls |
Might sound weird |
But a great night, you in a real relationship, you understand what I’m saying |
A great night with somebody you love, is difficult |
Somebody you like is always good |
Like is wonderful |
You come home with some juice, with the woman you like: |
«Can I have some juice?» |
«Gimme that juice, pour juice all over me» |
Pour that juice all over that sexy body" |
Let you be together three years and shit |
«Can I have some juice?» |
Bitch, why you want my juice? |
You know I’m dehydrated |
I try to come home and shit |
Tryin' to get some juice you want my juice… |