I Said.

I said

"She's a slut"

And I hate her guts

She's got a bad attitude with a mean mug

I said

"She's a slut"

And I hate her guts

She's a know-it-all who don't know much

She got a bad attitude, but I find that attractive

She tell me that she hate me

Then she fucked me like she matched it

Damn, shawty bad, she got that Mike Jack' status

Why'd I let her go?

I don't want no one else to have it

I say she's opinionated

I say I hate her, but she's what I created

I say, "She's a slut" and I hate her guts

She's a know-it-all who don't know much

She got a bad attitude with a mean mug

I said

"She's a slut" and I hate her guts (Ahh)

She's a know-it-all who don't know much

(Mood swings got me pissed off, girl, that wasn't me)

I say she's opinionated

(Mood swings got me pissed off, girl, that wasn't me)

I say I hate her, but she's what I created

She got a bad attitude, but I find that attractive

And maybe that's a bad thing

Maybe if I tell her that I love her, I’ll regret it (Fuck)

Too late, I already said it

I'm the type to see it, if I want it, then I get it

I'm the type to see the text and tell the bitch, "I never read it"

I'm the type to make a wreck and tell the bitch, "I'm tryna fix it"

Too late, that moment, I missed it

I told her that we fuckin', now she ride it like a RipStik

On her knees and now, she suckin', now I'm fuckin' up her lipstick

I'm the type to make a wreck and tell the bitch, "I'm tryna fix it"

Too late, that moment, I missed it

I said

"She's a slut"

And I hate her guts

She's got a bad attitude with a mean mug

I said

"She's a slut"

And I hate her guts

She's a know-it-all who don't know much