Dead Baby Kickball

Girl, you must think that I'm crazy

But we all know you's a cutie

And you're all like, "Nuh uh boys don't wanna get with me"

Girl, please

I can see right through those

Fake colored contacts

Your eyes ain't blue, I bet that hair's held by glue



Hey shorty, why you playing games

These games were played, the rules were made,

You dropped these names and now you got nothing to say

[x2]



It's like an episode of cheaters

And I'm that dude with the gun

Hiding cameras in your bedroom

Girl, I know what you've done

I might be your baby's daddy

But that don't mean shit

When every dude on the block

Knows that you're a trick



Hey shorty, why you playing games

These games were played, the rules were made,

You dropped these names and now you got nothing to say

[x2]



Uh, I'm not a rockstar but I still tend to rock hard

You trying to play games tease and trying to keep me rock hard

Trying to make me slap you and see me in a cop car

Catch me speeding in stock cars expecting me to stop hard

You playing with the mind of the craziest kind

Telling me how much you love me when I know that you're lying

You must be snorting lines if you think that I'm crying

You manipulating backstabbing cold and kaniving

I went from last to first but this is first to last

I'm the major league playa you can kiss my ass, trick



(Drop it like it's...)

...Hot! Shake it like a salt shaker [x4]



Fuck [x4]

Fuck you [many times]