Why you hit me up now
Every time you touch down?
Told you more than once now
I had enough
See me on the west side
Got a shorty on my bedside
Swear you used to be my best side
Now we out of love
But this ain't no show
This ain't gon' go
How you think it ought to be (Ought to be)
No, this ain't no show
This ain't gon' go
How you think it ought to be (Be)
You said, "Do you miss me? Miss me?"
And I said, "Miss me with all that bullshit"
Don't you hit me, hit me, no
You couldn't hit me with a full clip
I got whiskey in me, yeah
I'm taking shots to the head
I said, "Miss me, miss me," yeah
Miss me with all that bullshit
Out of sight, out of mind
I'm in your head, but you're out of mine
Already said it a hundred times
I'm never coming back
So baby, stop trying
I'm hiding, the bullets keep flying
It's Russian roulette
But there ain't nothing left to shoot
But this ain't no show
This ain't gon' go
How you think it ought to be (Ought to be)
No, this ain't no show
This ain't gon' go
How you think it ought to be (Be)
You said, "Do you miss me? Miss me?"
And I said, "Miss me with all that bullshit"
Don't you hit me, hit me, no
You couldn't hit me with a full clip
I got whiskey in me, yeah
I'm taking shots to the head
I said, "Miss me, miss me," yeah
Miss me with all that bullshit
Miss me with all that bullshit
Miss me with all that bullshit
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