Puff On This Lyrics

Oh baby

This was supposed to be a love song

Nah really nah really

I was writing this as a love song

But unfortunately

You

You told me keep waitin, what the fuck you sayin

I just ate your pussy and we been datin

Your ex has been hatin, so tell me what is changin

Now I'm really thinkin, you were always fakin

You look like Ben Franklin, but you out of bucks

And now I'm really pissed, and now I'm outta fucks

You want a wedding ring, but I'm outta tux

You lookin' hella sorry, oh shit I'm outta shucks

You couldn't get me hard, and it's not hard

Open up your mouth, and go and do your job

I haven't nutted yet, do we have a prob

Go psycho on it, give it a hunnid mob

I got a hunnid problems, you ninety-nine of them

You fell asleep at eight, well nighty nighty then

I'ma need some lovin, so I'ma phone a friend

She ain't flexible, but I know she bend

You shoulda been a wife, you shoulda stayed for life

Instead you were a dog, somethin' like a Phife

You shoulda sucked me good, somethin' like a pipe

You shoulda made me vocal, somethin' like a mic

I spent a lot of money, you think it's really funny

I really can't be mad, bitch you are the dummy

Your ex is fuckin' bummy, and I got fuckin' money

I was the upgrade, I'm Easter to you bunny

God damn

I didn't mean for it come off like that

I mean, you still kinda fine though

We can still fuck right

I mean, we can still fuck right