Your Being Mean - Hot Rice

See we creepin in leaves in, these Fuck boys all need a beaten The reason your fuckin bleeding is Cause my demons are eatin all season All these pussies are immature and just imitators Fuck you if you need some favors but you can come and meet your maker Yeah it's been a minute pull up my windows tinted KFS and Triple Six's, flexing on little bitches Why you lying mothafucka? You don't want no smoke Hide behind the fuckin keyboard you're a fuckin joke let it blow You wishin to die, lookin and hopin Remember your blood on the line Life always given you time, but you just wastin it And you be fakin your crimes, always gonna hold my doubt Cause you a snake lookin for clout We don't give handouts You seekin attention, never amount Gave us the run around, run around, run around Bitch you know who the fuck we been talkin all this shit about Follow the trash and soon you'll be findin out Dug up your past, got way too much dirt to count Quality over the quantity Time really never has bothered me So fuck off, you better stop pacing me Didn't know "Bein a bitch" is your policy

Party girls don't get hurt Can't feel anything, when will I learn? I push it down, I push it down I'm the one "for a good time call" Phone's blowin' up, ringin' my doorbell I feel the love, I feel the love 1, 2, 3, - 1, 2, 3, drink 1, 2, 3 - 1, 2, 3, drink 1, 2, 3 - 1, 2, 3, drink Throw 'em back, till I lose count I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, the chandelier I'm gonna live like tomorrow doesn't exist, like it doesn't exist Sun's up, I'm a mess Gotta get out now, gotta run from this Here comes the shame, here comes the shame 1, 2, 3 -1, 2, 3, drink 1, 2, 3 - 1, 2, 3, drink 1, 2, 3 -1, 2, 3, drink Throw 'em back till I lose count I, I wanna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier I'm gonna live like tomorrow doesn't exist, like it doesn't exist I'm gonna fly like a bird from the night, feel my tears as they dry I wanna swing from the chandelier, the chandelier But I'm holding on for dear life Won't look down, won't open my eyes I keep my glass full until morning light 'Cause I'm just holding on for tonight Help me, I'm holding on for dear life Won't look down, won't open my eyes I keep my glass full until morning light 'Cause I'm just holding on for tonight On for tonight 'Cause I'm just holding on for tonight Oh, I'm just holding on for tonight Oh, I'm just holding on for tonight On for tonight, on for tonight Yes, I'm just holding on for tonight Oh, I'm just holding on for tonight On for tonight, on for tonight

This has got to die I said this has got to stop This has got to lie down With someone else on top You can keep me pinned 'Cause it's easier to tease But you can't paint an elephant Quite as good as she And she may cry like a baby And she may drive me crazy 'Cause I, I am lately lonely So why'd you have to lie? I take it I'm your crutch The pillow in your pillow case Is easier to touch And when you think you've sinned Do you fall upon your knees? Or do you sit within your picture? Do you still forget the breeze? And she may rise, if I sing you down And she may wisely cling to the ground 'Cause I am lately horny So why would she take me horny? What's the point of this song? Or even singing? You've already gone, why am I clinging? Well I could throw her out, and I could live without And I could do it all for you I could be true Tell me if you want me to lie 'Cause this has got to die I said this has got to stop This has got to lie down, down With someone else on top You can both keep me pinned 'Cause it's easier to tease But you can't make me happy Quite as good as me Well you know that's a lie