Goodbye, no use leading with our chins This is where our story ends Never lovers, ever friends! Goodbye, let our hearts call it a day But before you walk away I sincerely want to say Goodbye, bye Goodbye! Goodbye, bye Goodbye!
You told me that I was crazy 'Til I pulled up on your man and you You looked like the devil when you waved at me Bitch, I got something to say to you Goodbye, bye Goodbye! Yeah, I cracked my windshield Lucky that I didn't crack you Bitch, you're a black hole Sucking me in your vacuum Yeah, I cracked my windshield Lucky that I didn't crack you And I'm feeling drunk in this hotel room trying ask you Bout all of your past dudes And why they stay so present 'Cause bitch, if I'm the future, then why they in your presence And if I'm the king and you the queen Then why you acting like a peasant? Why you acting like a peasant? I thought that you were gonna tell all of your exes Goodbye, bye (Fucked it all up! Stupid!) Goodbye!
Let me start with Paul Have fun on your farm! While you counting your chickens And your goats while you getting dogged Cause you think you love Paola Cause you went and fucked Paola But you're just enamored by pussy power Cause you never really got it So when she threw it, yeah, you caught it And I knew it but I bought it And Paul's just your puppy Better keep him on your leash Cause the second that he finally Gets some more pussy he's gonna leave But round of applause for all the losers like Paul! (That's just one bum you should've told) Goodbye, bye Goodbye! Goodbye!
Yeah, let me name these hoes! There was Blake, there was Devon There was Igor, there was Paul Then I found out you're a prostitute So there's more names than I recall! Should've listened to the cops! Should've listened to my pops! Should've listened to Bugus Man, why did I not? Because I, I really loved you Oh, I, I really loved you But you're a money hungry hoe Guess what I'm saying
You told me that I was crazy 'Til I pulled up on your man and you You looked like the devil when you waved at me Bitch, I got something to say to you Goodbye, bye Goodbye! (Know you fucked this up!) Goodbye! (And I'mma call you from the Grammies, too!) Goodbye! (Hopefully you pick up, so I can tell you again) Goodbye
Compositor: Russell James Vitale (Russell Vitale) ECAD: Obra #17561153