Trip 'bout a bitch more than once, shame on you
Listen to me more than once, God forbid
See you once every three months, shame on me
Listen to me just this once, stop this shit
See what I've f*cking become, blame on you
Blame every muh' f*cking one, they told you
He's not the muh' f*cking one, he's just a stoner with some bad intentions
F*ck up a can of the twisted tea, oh my god
Like Joe Biden, no malarkey- oh my god
But his brain is f*cking fried, oh my god
Stab at politics, oh my god
Cut the bullshit, where the booty at
I can't sleep like I'm an insomniac
If this is what it takes to make a hit song I should get f*cked up every night
F*ck it, I'll do the dubs later on
If I even remember this song
Maybe, no no
Don't you text me, no no
F*ck me up
Maybe it was not meant to be
And maybe you should not see me anymore
Maybe if everything comes to my brain it would be ok
Trip 'bout a bitch more than once, shame on you
Listen to me more than once, God forbid
See you once every three months, shame on me
Listen to me just this once, stop this shit
See what I've f*cking become, blame on you
Blame every muh' f*cking one, they told you
He's not the muh' f*cking one, he's just a stoner with some bad intentions
She gets my hopes up every f*cking weekend
I drink on weekdays like it's the weekend
She has a maniacal laugh and I cannot laugh at nothing now
Moral of the story, you take me for a fool but I know you're horny
So bust it open for me, and let me know what I've been missing out on
Dope like a perc, who woulda thought it woulda worked
It didn't work, they still watching bodies drop to the ground, no
And they still won't stop
They're sick in the head, no
Secretly wish they were dead, no
Popping the pills makes it feel like it's not f*cking Real
But I assure you it's realer than the skateboard brand
If you got that uh you're a certified G code G
Honestly honestly honestly (Jeebuson on Jibe)
Trip 'bout a bitch more than once, shame on you
Listen to me more than once, God forbid
See you once every three months, shame on me
Listen to me just this once, stop this shit
See what I've f*cking become, blame on you
Blame every muh' f*cking one, they told you
He's not the muh' f*cking one, he's just a stoner with some bad intentions (NO)
Babyface from the South - God Forbid Lyrics
Babyface from the South - God Forbid Lyrics
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Trip 'bout a bitch more than once, shame on you
Listen to me more than once, God forbid
See you once every three months, shame on me
Listen to me just this once, stop this shit
See what I've f*cking become, blame on you
Blame every muh' f*cking one, they told you
He's not the muh' f*cking one, he's just a stoner with some bad intentions
F*ck up a can of the twisted tea, oh my god
Like Joe Biden, no malarkey- oh my god
But his brain is f*cking fried, oh my god
Stab at politics, oh my god
Cut the bullshit, where the booty at
I can't sleep like I'm an insomniac
If this is what it takes to make a hit song I should get f*cked up every night
F*ck it, I'll do the dubs later on
If I even remember this song
Maybe, no no
Don't you text me, no no
F*ck me up
Maybe it was not meant to be
And maybe you should not see me anymore
Maybe if everything comes to my brain it would be ok
Trip 'bout a bitch more than once, shame on you
Listen to me more than once, God forbid
See you once every three months, shame on me
Listen to me just this once, stop this shit
See what I've f*cking become, blame on you
Blame every muh' f*cking one, they told you
He's not the muh' f*cking one, he's just a stoner with some bad intentions
She gets my hopes up every f*cking weekend
I drink on weekdays like it's the weekend
She has a maniacal laugh and I cannot laugh at nothing now
Moral of the story, you take me for a fool but I know you're horny
So bust it open for me, and let me know what I've been missing out on
Dope like a perc, who woulda thought it woulda worked
It didn't work, they still watching bodies drop to the ground, no
And they still won't stop
They're sick in the head, no
Secretly wish they were dead, no
Popping the pills makes it feel like it's not f*cking Real
But I assure you it's realer than the skateboard brand
If you got that uh you're a certified G code G
Honestly honestly honestly (Jeebuson on Jibe)
Trip 'bout a bitch more than once, shame on you
Listen to me more than once, God forbid
See you once every three months, shame on me
Listen to me just this once, stop this shit
See what I've f*cking become, blame on you
Blame every muh' f*cking one, they told you
He's not the muh' f*cking one, he's just a stoner with some bad intentions (NO)
Listen to me more than once, God forbid
See you once every three months, shame on me
Listen to me just this once, stop this shit
See what I've f*cking become, blame on you
Blame every muh' f*cking one, they told you
He's not the muh' f*cking one, he's just a stoner with some bad intentions
F*ck up a can of the twisted tea, oh my god
Like Joe Biden, no malarkey- oh my god
But his brain is f*cking fried, oh my god
Stab at politics, oh my god
Cut the bullshit, where the booty at
I can't sleep like I'm an insomniac
If this is what it takes to make a hit song I should get f*cked up every night
F*ck it, I'll do the dubs later on
If I even remember this song
Maybe, no no
Don't you text me, no no
F*ck me up
Maybe it was not meant to be
And maybe you should not see me anymore
Maybe if everything comes to my brain it would be ok
Trip 'bout a bitch more than once, shame on you
Listen to me more than once, God forbid
See you once every three months, shame on me
Listen to me just this once, stop this shit
See what I've f*cking become, blame on you
Blame every muh' f*cking one, they told you
He's not the muh' f*cking one, he's just a stoner with some bad intentions
She gets my hopes up every f*cking weekend
I drink on weekdays like it's the weekend
She has a maniacal laugh and I cannot laugh at nothing now
Moral of the story, you take me for a fool but I know you're horny
So bust it open for me, and let me know what I've been missing out on
Dope like a perc, who woulda thought it woulda worked
It didn't work, they still watching bodies drop to the ground, no
And they still won't stop
They're sick in the head, no
Secretly wish they were dead, no
Popping the pills makes it feel like it's not f*cking Real
But I assure you it's realer than the skateboard brand
If you got that uh you're a certified G code G
Honestly honestly honestly (Jeebuson on Jibe)
Trip 'bout a bitch more than once, shame on you
Listen to me more than once, God forbid
See you once every three months, shame on me
Listen to me just this once, stop this shit
See what I've f*cking become, blame on you
Blame every muh' f*cking one, they told you
He's not the muh' f*cking one, he's just a stoner with some bad intentions (NO)
Writer: Julian Perez
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid