Look at ya, look at ya, look at ya, look at yaLook at ya, look at ya, look at ya, look at yaLook at ya, look at ya, look at ya, look at yaLook at ya, look at ya, look at ya, look at yaLadies and gentlemen, ladies-ladies and gentlemen
And I always find, yeah, I always find somethin' wrongYou been puttin' up with' my shit just way too longI'm so gifted at findin' what I don't like the mostSo I think it's time for us to have a toast
Let's have a toast for the douchebagsLet's have a toast for the assholesLet's have a toast for the scumbagsEvery one of them that I knowLet's have a toast for the jerkoffsThat'll never take work offBaby, I got a planRun away fast as you can
She find pictures in my e-mailI sent this bitch a picture of my dickI don't know what it is with femalesBut I'm not too good at that shitSee, I could have me a good girlAnd still be addicted to them hoodratsAnd I just blame everything on youAt least you know that's what I'm good at
And, I always findYeah, I always findYeah, I always find somethin' wrongYou been puttin' up with my shit just way too longI'm so gifted at findin' what I don't like the mostSo I think it's time for us to have a toast
Let's have a toast for the douchebagsLet's have a toast for the assholesLet's have a toast for the scumbagsEvery one of them that I knowLet's have a toast for the jerkoffsThat'll never take work offBaby, I got a planRun away fast as you can
Run away from me, babyRun awayRun away from me, babyRun awayWhen it starts to get crazyThen, run awayBabe, I got a planRun away as fast you can
Run away from me, babyRun awayRun away from me, babyRun awayWhen it starts to get crazyWhy can't she just run awayBaby, I got a planRun away as fast as you can
24 7, 365, pussy stays on my mindI-I-I-I did it, all right, all right, I admit itNow pick your next move, you can leave or live wit' itIchabod Crane with that motherfuckin' top offSplit and go where? Back to wearin' knockoffs, hahaKnock it off, Neiman's, shop it offLet's talk over mai tais, waitress, top it off
Hoes like vultures, wanna fly in your Freddy loafersYou can't blame 'em, they ain't never seen Versace sofasEvery bag, every blouse, every braceletComes with a price tag, baby, face itYou should leave if you can't accept the basicsPlenty hoes in a baller-nigga matrixInvisibly set, the Rolex is facelessI'm just young, rich, and tasteless, P
Never was much of a romanticI could never take the intimacyAnd I know I did damage'Cause the look in your eyes is killing meI guess you are at an advantage'Cause you could blame me for everythingAnd I don't know how I'ma manageIf one day you just up and leave
And, I always find, yeah, I always find somethin' wrongYou been puttin' up with my shit just way too longI'm so gifted at findin' what I don't like the mostSo I think it's time for us to have a toast
Let's have a toast for the douchebagsLet's have a toast for the assholesLet's have a toast for the scumbagsEvery one of them that I knowLet's have a toast for the jerkoffsThat'll never take work offBaby, I got a planRun away as fast as you can