| Yo, how do I keep (I don't know what's up with these hoes)
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| Getting in relationships like this (I'm just sayin')
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| Maybe it says something about me
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| Should I look in the mirror?
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| I just want you to be normal
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| Why can't you bitches be normal?
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| Always gotta be so extra
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| Why you always need a lecture?
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| My ex hates to talk, she's a texter
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| Even when I'm in bed layin' right next to her
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| Wants to get back together
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| Said not till she gets her act together
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| She thinks I'm bein' mean
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| And now she starts to scream and shout
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| She's about to let the demons out
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| She don't want to see me with other females out
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| I tell the bitch to beat it, take the scenic route
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| She retaliates by tryin' to leave the house in her evening gown with her cleavage out
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| We've been down this road too many times for me to count
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| And all I can think about is how
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| I just want you to be normal
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| Why can't you bitches be normal?
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| Always gotta be so extra
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| Like a fuckin' terrestrial
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| Guess it comes with the territory
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| My ex girl, she just declared war
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| Therefore, I better prepare for it
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| I guess bein' weird's normal
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| And I don't know what's got a hold of me
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| Most notably I've been zoning to Jodeci
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| I'm totally open, hopelessly devoted
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| So much so that I bet you she don't know that she's the first thing I think of when I wake up and the last thing I think of before I go to sleep
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| Sike
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| Hope she don't notice me goin' through her purse
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| I know she cheats and while I'm soulless she's heartless
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| She's heartless
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| No wonder we're partners
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| Both got hundreds of charges
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| Domestic disputes but we've always
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| Swept it under the carpet
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| Even when 911 gets the call that
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| I slipped up and busted her jaw with
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| A Louisville Slugger 'cause alls it
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| Really does is make our love
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| For each other grow stronger
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| She won me over the second she tried to run me over
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| Told her I'd keep it a hun
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| We all but kicked her out, called her back now she's coming over
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| But why is she so wicked?
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| And how the fuck did I get so twisted
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| I picked someone that's so unlock-able and shifty
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| We're like nitrogen and hydrogen mixed with
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| Ignitable liquids
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| But I'm finally seeing
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| She's only mine for the time being
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| That's why I keep bringing up that one time she
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| Tried to two time me
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| And throw it up in her face till I dry heave
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| How could I be so naive?
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| Should I leave or turn this entire evening
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| Into a motherfucking crime scene
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| Maybe I'm just too ugly to compete with him
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| You weren't supposed to agree you fucking bitch
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| Especially when you're the one cheated first
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| Now the argument immediately becomes heated
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| You don't want me flip little conceded cunt
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| Eat a monkey dick wrapped in a stuffed pita
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| Fajita slut treat just like a drum
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| Beat it, complete it, and once you've succeeded, repeat it!
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| I love you but I hope you fucking die though
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| In our business your friends like to pry so
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| You've got 'em all under cover just like moles
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| Hopin' they'll come back with intel
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| But I'm the one who's thrown into the spiral
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| 'Cause now the roles are reversed so here I go
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| Thinkin' I'm sly as I scroll through you're iPhone
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| Who the fuck's Milo?
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| The guy at work who drives a hi-lo
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| I put a tracking device on your Crystler
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| And follow you while you drive home
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| But like a cyclone, I just got my disguise blown
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| You recognize me and had Milo flip me off right out the passenger side window
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| I hit a light pole
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| You skirt off and then pull up at 5am in the drive in a stretch white limo
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| Stumble in the side door and hit me in the head with Milo's demo
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| But like a drunk bum what do I know?
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| Let's sleep on it like they did Revival
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| I told you you're the apple of my eye so shut your pie hole
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| Just wanna be normal
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| Why can't you be normal?
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| Yeah, I just wanna be normal
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| Why can't you be normal? |