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That's All She Wrote

That's All She Wrote

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Now I don't really care what you call me You can even call me cold These bitches knew as soon as they saw me It's never me to get the privilege to know I roll like a desperado Now I never know where I'm gonna go Still I ball like there's no tomorrow Until it's over and it's all she wrote You're staring straight into a barrel of hate terrible fate Not even a slim chance to make a narrow escape Cupid shot his arrow and missed Wait Sarah you're late, your train left Mascara and eggs smeared on your face Night's over goodbye, hoe I thought that I told you that spilled nut ain't nothing to cry over Never shoulda came within range of my Rover Shoulda known I was trouble soon as I rolled up Any chick who's dumb enough after I blind-fold her To still come back to the crib Must want me to mess with her mind Hold up She mistook me for some high roller Well I won't buy her soda unless it's Rock & Rye Cola (Faygo's cheaper) Buy you a bag of Fritos I wouldn't let you eat the fucking chip on my shoulder If you was bleach and I was hair I wouldn't dye/die for you Tryna pull 5 bucks from me is like tryna pull 5 molars You get your eyes swoll' up I'm on my straight grizzly So why would I buy you a gay-ass teddy bear, bitch, you're already bi-polar Now I don't really care what you call me You can even call me cold These bitches knew as soon as they saw me It's never me to get the privilege to know I roll like a desperado Now I never know where I'm gonna go Still I ball like there's no tomorrow Until it's over and it's all she wrote TIP told me on this hoe tip Best tip I could give you to hip you Is never to let these tricks trick you Mighty ambiguous of you to think I love you slut, shit Dig you ho Take the shovel and dig you some dignity bitch Shit you talk about some advice that sticks with you If I should listen to anyone tell me to stick to my guns Like double stick, it's you, but fuck it TIP, it's cool I'm chilling like a villain Like the penguin in its fucking igloo eating fudgesicles I'd rather slip and fall in shit than fall in love with you 'Fore I tie a fucking knot I'd tie you in one bitch You think this is some Nintendo game how fucking dumb is you I'll give you some lumps before I split some lump sums with you So here's a penny for your thoughts but it won't buy you a cheeseburger But a nickel might just get you one pickle Fuck it, it's official so blow the whistle I got a trust issue There's a bombshell, scud missile Like I just cuss at you to fucking cuss at you Like before I rapped I was a motherfucking stud Slut, this'll teach you not to come drunk, stumbling my way for shizzle I still live like I budget a Gilbert's Lodge check stub, bizzle So fuck sizzler. This check is a bust like a blood blister Now I don't really care what you call me You can even call me cold These bitches knew as soon as they saw me It's never me to get the privilege to know I roll like a desperado Now I never know where I'm gonna go Still I ball like there's no tomorrow Until it's over and it's all she wrote Yeah I guess life is a bitch ain't it TIP And each one thinks they the shit Shirt off my back I wouldn't give you the dirt off my handkerchief I'm giving these hoes a dose of their own medicine Let 'em get a good taste of it I'm sure you got that relationship memo by now But in case you didn't, I’ll stick this whole pad full of sticky notes to your forehead and staple it Life is too short and I got no time to sit around just wasting it So I pace this shit a little bit quicker That clock I'm racing it Double timing it, but I still spit triple the amount of insults in a tenth of the time That it may take you pricks to catch on While you strong arm like Stretch Armstrong Man I still say K-mart's like there's an apostrophe "S" on it dog And they say McDonald's isn't a restaurant well I guess I'm wrong But if you gonna tell me that A&W ain't the spot for the best hot dogs you can get the "F" on dawg Now I don't really care what you call me You can even call me cold These bitches knew as soon as they saw me It's never me to get the privilege to know I roll like a desperado Now I never know where I'm gonna go Still I ball like there's no tomorrow Until it's over and it's all she wrote All she wrote, all she wrote I said it's over and that's all she wrote All she wrote, all she wrote Goodnight, it's over And that's all she wrote

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