Oh
Who are you? Whatcha doing to me?
Whatchu tryna prove? Whatchu tryna see?
Prove it to me, what do you really want from me?
I guess we're bound to see
Found me a new girl, now i am free
Too tired of fucking freaks and geeks
Too many problems, you could it say, it piled up to a heap
Tell me why does it feel like we keep playing hide and seek
Hate to say it, bitch
But from me you ain't getting nothing
I could tell, at the plate, everytime you pulled up, you buntin'
A good determinant that you were up to somethin'
Yeah, up to something
Money's getting longer
But I keep, having common thoughts like why bother?
Even though, in my brain, i know that i am hotter
But it might be too late, I guess I'm a goner
Time for a last ditch effort
Apologizing to the girls that I have hurt
Because I know that in the past, you know I was flirt
Once or twice, and then turned around and smiled with a smirk
But inside I knew, I was tossing them into the dirt
Type of shit to make your stomach churn, and your heart burn
But I can say now, yeah, I'm reformed
But I realize now, I guess that I want some more
Yeah
Oh
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Who are you? Whatcha doing to me?
Whatchu tryna prove? Whatchu tryna see?
Prove it to me, what do you really want from me?
I guess we're bound to see
Found me a new girl, now i am free
Too tired of fucking freaks and geeks
Too many problems, you could it say, it piled up to a heap
Tell me why does it feel like we keep playing hide and seek
Hate to say it, bitch
But from me you ain't getting nothing
I could tell, at the plate, everytime you pulled up, you buntin'
A good determinant that you were up to somethin'
Yeah, up to something
Oh
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