Dead To Me
(专辑: Bleu Vandross - 2018)
You broke my heart, you broke my heart You broke my heart, you broke my heart, you got me rocking solo My money don't fold, my money don't fold, how you gon' stack this mojo I
got my new bitch jet-skiing, I
done took the
cake home I
don't wanna take no photo, no I
don't wanna take no photo I
don't wanna have no dates 'Cause bitch you dead to me so get the
fuck up out my face Yeah, 'cause bitch you dead to me so get the
fuck up out my face I
ain't finna talk rude to you I'm just finna talk rules to you Listen bitch, rule number one I'm supposed to be the
number one Fucking off, I
ain't have a
clue I
was boyfriend number two Bringing me to rule number two Never have me looking like a
fool How the
fuck you thinking that was cool? All the
fast cars and the
jewels Nigga even paid for your shoes (Real shit, real talk nigga) But I
got a
new bitch, matter fact I
got 'bout three new new bitches I
done learned my lesson, treat these bitches like ain't nothing Most these hoes be out here fucking different niggas like it's nothing Just to feel like they is something You did me wrong, that explains why I'm heartless (I don't give a
fuck now, for real) You broke my heart, you broke my heart, you got me rocking solo My money don't fold, my money don't fold, how you gon' stack this mojo I
got my new bitch jet-skiing, I
done took the
cake home I
don't wanna take no photo, no I
don't wanna take no photo I
don't wanna have no dates 'Cause bitch you dead to me so get the
fuck up out my face Yeah, 'cause bitch you dead to me so get the
fuck up out my face Why the
fuck is you calling my phone? Why the
fuck you won't leave me alone? You made your choice, yeah And now you got the
voicemail That pussy moist, yeah, you reminiscing I
pulled up in that mean machine and I
got all the
bitches I
gave you top of the
line, I
know you miss it baby If you could turn back the
time, I
wouldn't let you baby Now you can't buy what I
buy, it's too expensive baby Now you can't buy what I
buy, it's too expensive baby I
want to lick it and stick it I
can't be fucking with too many bitches, I
gotta be choosey and picky I'm leaving your neck with a
hickey You might be the
illest, the
trillest that did it You was surprised when I
told you to visit Ain't know that I
fuck with some diddy Come take a
ride through my city You know that you good if you bang with us We from the
trenches, we get to the
digits, you know that it's dangerous That nigga you fucking, he lame as fuck Ah-ayy, this what I
told her You broke my heart, you broke my heart, you got me rocking solo My money don't fold, my money don't fold, how you gon' stack this mojo I
got my new bitch jet-skiing, I
done took the
cake home I
don't wanna take no photo, no I
don't wanna take no photo I
don't wanna have no dates 'Cause bitch you dead to me so get the
fuck up out my face Yeah, 'cause bitch you dead to me so get the
fuck up out my face