Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Cellar Door , by - Kyle Lucas. Release date: 12.01.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Cellar Door |
| I’mma be honest, it’s so beyond us |
| It’s hard to rationalize when you turn pre-Madonna |
| All that Dilaudid got your eyes red like piranhas |
| You get so heated like you sleep up in a sauna |
| It’s like you only fight with me just to hear yourself talk |
| And I swear this shit got worse once you got off your Zoloft |
| You should probably get back on that shit |
| Or at least go and talk to somebody |
| Look I don’t even know how we lost control |
| I don’t even know how we lost all hope |
| Young girl with an old soul |
| I’m just a dude with a decent flow |
| Speak heat over beats the emcee I know |
| Go and reach the elite to beach we go |
| And come back settle down to a decent home |
| Because shit was all good just a week ago |
| But when it comes to you, I’m like a surgeon |
| Who’s hands shaky, I lack patience |
| I don’t even need no handshake |
| From your new man, I mean, for damn sake |
| I mean why you gotta be on that ho shit |
| Why you gotta bring up that old shit? |
| Then act surprise when you get a rise |
| I mean, no shit, bitch, you know this |
| I guess you think I wouldn’t notice |
| I guess you think I lost all focus |
| Try to distract with a magic act, disappear so I wrote this |
| You hung your own self, I just showed you were that rope is |
| Keeps saying how she’s innocent |
| Talks about she’s so intimate |
| With new guys but still finds time |
| Just to constantly vent on the internet |
| Well, subtweet till your thumbs week |
| Keep typing and writing about how you was right |
| But won’t get a response out of me no |
| Ho please, we know I don’t deal with these people |
| Or text back after each show, especially when you so evil |
| Keep sending me all those diatribes |
| Getting back together how you dying to try |
| Then turn around and you lying about guys |
| That you fucked whole time, well, an eye for an eye |
| I’mma go fuck all your friends, get revenge |
| Get revenge, get revenge |
| I’mma go fuck all your friends, get revenge |
| Now we’re even, now we’re even |
| Ugh, these ho’s need Jesus, or these ho’s new Moses |
| Or these ho’s need Buddha or at least shit a higher dosage |
| Probably go and get some therapy, least maybe little life coaching |
| 'Cause something in you still scaring me |
| I’m thinking it’s a little psychosis |
| I know it’s hard to stomach, had to keep it 100 |
| Had 99 problems, you were damn near all of ‘em |
| Guess i’m at my last straw, sick of being your rag doll |
| Sick of being your punching bag, it’s like fuck this hag |
| But you asked for it, yup |
| I’mma be honest |
| I’mma go fuck all your friends |
| I’mma be honest |
| I’mma go fuck all your friends |