Song parody of
Hungover Love
by Thewaterboy
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Baby come with tonight
I can be your guy
Fantasy's in life
To make you be alright
And I know we always fight
I promise no more crime
I will take the time
Like are you alright?
Cuz I get bags in and I ship and I'm gone
You tripping baby I don't want you no more
You know that I would never do you no wrong
Spend a band when I pick up the phone
And I know you wondering why I'm all on my own
I don't need friend when I'm grilling this chrome
I don't need friends and I'm still getting dome
Deleted bitches when u said that I won't
And I wrote you letters you threw them the trash can
Do you know how that feels?
Dirty bitches that I left and they back in
I don't need them for real
I would love you more than I would ca done
Roll it up and I ain't smoking no cone
I would love more than I've ever have shown
Now I'm leaving I ain't taking you home (for real)
I got this henny shawty what's up?
Working these pivots to get out the mud
100 on feature and then it's dub
Rocking these beats and do what I should
I want givency all over my cover
And I want my kids to have all kinds of colors
I want the Benz to be pushing a shovel
And I let em when it's time for the trouble
Yeah I want you back baby yeah i want you back baby I want you back again
And I pulled in the drop top
Get it if you want want
I ain't finna call you friend
And you acting like a thot thot
30 for a watch watch
And riding with a real dark tint
And I'm riding ain't no stop stop
40 in the Glock Glock
I guess it depends
And I just stop by your bitch
And she wanna see my pants
And nothing darker than a heart
Or the shades on my tints
30 deep at a park park
I don't hear what he say
Running to the bank don't miss
I'm getting really tired
He say she say I just want my kiss
And I wrote you letters you threw them the trash can
Do you know how that feels?
Dirty bitches that I left and they back in
I don't need them for real
I would love you more than I would ca done
Roll it up and I ain't smoking no cone
I would love more than I've ever have shown
Now I'm leaving I ain't taking you home (for real)
Baby come with tonight
I can be your guy
Fantasy's in life
To make you be alright
And I know we always fight
I promise no more crime
I will take the time
Like are you alright?
Cuz I get bags in and I ship and I'm gone
You tripping baby I don't want you no more
You know that I would never do you no wrong
Spend a band when I pick up the phone
And I know you wondering why I'm all on my own
I don't need friend when I'm grilling this chrome
I don't need friends and I'm still getting dome
Deleted bitches when u said that I won't
And I wrote you letters you threw them the trash can
Do you know how that feels?
Dirty bitches that I left and they back in
I don't need them for real
I would love you more than I would ca done
Roll it up and I ain't smoking no cone
I would love more than I've ever have shown
Now I'm leaving I ain't taking you home (for real)
I got this henny shawty what's up?
Working these pivots to get out the mud
100 on feature and then it's dub
Rocking these beats and do what I should
I want givency all over my cover
And I want my kids to have all kinds of colors
I want the Benz to be pushing a shovel
And I let em when it's time for the trouble
Yeah I want you back baby yeah i want you back baby I want you back again
And I pulled in the drop top
Get it if you want want
I ain't finna call you friend
And you acting like a thot thot
30 for a watch watch
And riding with a real dark tint
And I'm riding ain't no stop stop
40 in the Glock Glock
I guess it depends
And I just stop by your bitch
And she wanna see my pants
And nothing darker than a heart
Or the shades on my tints
30 deep at a park park
I don't hear what he say
Running to the bank don't miss
I'm getting really tired
He say she say I just want my kiss
And I wrote you letters you threw them the trash can
Do you know how that feels?
Dirty bitches that I left and they back in
I don't need them for real
I would love you more than I would ca done
Roll it up and I ain't smoking no cone
I would love more than I've ever have shown
Now I'm leaving I ain't taking you home (for real)
