Olivia (US): Bizounce

Fuck conversation
I'm throwing up my lever
leaving the crib with a dear John letter
I'm taking what I need
nigga fuck all your cheddah
fuck all your jewelry and fuck all your cars
ballin'
while I'm wishing on stars won't have me
wiling while you're puffing on jaws
had me in the crib in panties and bras
while you're in the benzo messin with broads
have your face in another bitch twat
go 'head playa boy that's how you get shot
and i ain't even like that silly nigga
but I'm hurt and I'm filled up with liquor
pondering on if you really feel her
only a man could make a girl a killa
and with a 9 like this my nigga don't sleep,
I'ma creep up behind ya my nigga.

I'm about to bizounce
I can't take ya shit no more
Picture frame broken daddy
Cuz I can't trust you
I'm ridin high now
So nigga fuck you(x2)

Drivin in yo Benzo
Shined up Lorenzo
Ashtray filled wit indo
Toss it out the window
Ain't as fast as your ash blow
Leavin a nigga, fuck ya cash flow
I got my own account
And it holds a nice amount
I'ma come back for my clothes
And come back for my Rolls
You can keep them other hoes
Nigga that's how the game goes
And if ya didn't know
Better ask somebody baby
Shoulda treated me like a lady
Nigga I gotta bizounce

I'm about to bizounce
I can't take ya shit no more
Picture frame broken daddy
Cuz I can't trust you
I'm ridin high now
So nigga fuck you(x2)

Fuck the conversation
I'm throwin you a letter
Keep them platinum credit cards
Keep all of your cheddah
That shit don't mean nuttin to me (No nuttin to me no nuttin to me)
Cuz I'm tired of you stressin me (Tired of you stressin me)
The scent of perfume on ya clothes (In ya clothes)
Messin wit them silly hoes (Silly hoes)
Got me feelin miserable (I'm miserable)
fillin up wit Hen and Coke (It's on...)
Sleepin wit the enemy (...bitch)
Boy you don't wanna fuck wit me (Don't wanna fuck wit me)

I'm about to bizounce
I can't take ya shit no more
Picture frame broken daddy
Cuz I can't trust you
I'm ridin high now
So nigga fuck you(x2)

I ain't never comin back no more
know you heard that shit before
I don't never wanna see your face
Faded pictures on make-up case
Shoulda known what ya missed at home
Now you roll alone wit no one to bone
You ain't never gonna eat to-to
Not from me its no no

I'm about to bizounce
I can't take ya shit no more
Picture frame broken daddy
Cuz I can't trust you
I'm ridin high now
So nigga fuck you(x3)