Текст песни Action Bronson - Baby Blue

Why you always all on my back?Why you gotta do me like that?Why you gotta act like a bitch when I'm with you?Baby girl I'm blueBecause you treat me like shitI paid for the bed and never even slept in itI paid for that crib and never stepped foot inAnd now somebody else is eating all the puddingThings change, now my dashboard woodenAll black Benz, like a young Doc GoodenDark shades, cause I'm stone crazyGirl, we grown, stop playing on my phone, babyAll your childish attempts to make me angry fall shortWhich only fuels the rage you have, because you have nothingUnderstandable, I'm shining brilliant with five BraziliansThere were times I used to hide my feelingsNow I'm butt naked in the LamborghiniAnd motherfuckers can't see meWait 'til this chick see me on TV, I make the shit look easyWho would've thought I hit you right back?Why you always all on my back?Why you gotta do me like that?Why you gotta act like a bitch when I'm with you?Baby girl I'm blueSo many women wanna call me babyAnd you wonder why the fuck that I ain't call you latelySome would say that I'm the symbol for sex and uhOthers would hate, but I don't give 'em no breathGo on a date, I'm at the crib with the chef and uh, that's meAnd you could order whateverThe specialty is white snake and underwear sauceYou could probably catch me somewhere where the sun is next

And I understand that's only cause I'm popularI'm getting topped off in the front row of the operaAs Bocelli sings the celly ringsI gotta go, you'll never know how good it feels to lay in bed with kingI'm not exactly flawless, but I'm gorgeous, just like a horse isI know the thought of me succeeding makes a lot of people nauseousStill I'm on the back of the boat taking pictures with the swordfishWhy you always all on my back?Why you gotta do me like that?Why you gotta act like a bitch when I'm with you?Baby girl I'm blueI hope you get a paper cut on your tongueFrom a razor in a paper cupI hope every soda you drink already shaken upI hope your dreams dry like raisins in the baking sunI hope your titties all saggy in your early 20'sI hope there's always snow in your drivewayI hope you never get off FridaysAnd you work at a Friday's that's always busy on FridaysI hope you win the lottery and lose your ticketI hope it's Ben and Socrates poop all up in your kitchenI hope the zipper on your jacket get stuckAnd your headphones short, and your charger don't workAnd you spill shit on your shirtI hope your tears don't hurt, and I can smile in your faceCut my losses, how Delilah changed my locks to a fadeI hope you happy, I hope you happyI hope you ruined this shit for a reason, I hope you happy, ighWhy you always all on my back?Why you gotta do me like that?Why you gotta act like a bitch when I'm with you?Baby girl I'm blueLa la la la
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