Mrs. Music lyrics

How you gonna say
That you love me
But then complain that you lonely
Say you wanna man
If only
You didn’t shut me down
b*tch you phony
Your exes only come back
When they horny
You hate porn cuz your insecure
Tried to love you but you weren’t to sure
Bein a hoe b*tch there ain't no cure
Leadin me on, b*tch that ain't gon’ work
Go back to Mason, let him watcha twerk
And you say we got chemistry
b*tch, this sh*ts elementary
Get the music man to reply
Love him after seeing him once
Oh my
He plays guitar
But can’t afford a car
Maybe that’s why he’s in the
Bottom 10%
This is your fault
That I went and sent
I snuck you into the game
You didn’t have to pay a cent
I said don’t betray me
Did you listen?
No
I guess
You wanted
To judge
My flow
Leading guys on
b*tch that’s low
And you say you got money b*tch
Where’s the dough
I guess it’d be sad
If I told your dad
About the booty pic
Hoe that’s rad
Or the green bra you wore
On Houseparty
Gonna go easy?
b*tch hardly
Ya wanted me to sext
b*tch I’m perplexed
You used me
sl*t who’s next?
Left my balls blue
And you left without a clue
Never mind
Now’s not the time
Its time to rhyme
Its my time to shine
I know your little dirty secrets
Girl you talkin to a boy from Arkansas
He doesn’t really love you
Not at all
You snuck out
Almost had to suck a di*k
Gonna give it a lick
You’re an A class prick
Hoe you make me sick
You need to do your chores
You can’t sing f*ckin chords
You say that you’re a gamer
But you play on Xbox
And you say that I’m lamer
But you play with c*cks
b*tch
Have your little sister throw
Some more rocks
You sayin
“I don’t care anymore”
b*tch shut up
Before I sock some whore
You motherf*ck
You f*ckin cuck
Almost had to suck
Don’t try to comeback from this
Good luck
b*tch