Songtexte act xix: yo typical lovestory - 4batz

Do I stand alone?
Your heart is not my own
If our trust is calm
Can we call this home?

You know you look stupid, right, bitch?
Stupid?
Yeah, stupid
Who is you callin' a bitch?
You look stupid, bitch
Who is you callin' a bitch?
Every day, you look stupid, bitch
Every single day (You, you fuckin' stupid, bitch)
All you do
(Fuck you talking 'bout? Who the fuck you talkin' to?)
All you do is clam you up in the studio, all the fuck night and day
(Who the fuck you talkin' to?)

My baby girl a model
I think I hit the lotto
But when she's sippin' off the bottle
She be sayin' shit that I don't
Know like, "Who them hoes up in your phone?"
And "Who them bitches that you follow?"
"And are you fuckin' bitches I know?"
She be sayin' shit that I don't
Know, now I'm sippin' out the bottle
So who them niggas up in your phone?
And who them niggas that you follow?
Are you fuckin' niggas I know?
Now I'm askin' questions she don't know

Do I stand alone?
Your heart is not my own
If our trust is calm
Can we call this home?
Do I stand alone?
Your heart is not my own
If our trust is calm
Can we call this home?

I just, I don't know, I just—
I'm in love with you, I can't cap, I just—
I apologize for callin' you a raggedy bitch and
I don't think that you be fuckin' with bitches, for real
I was just off the Hennessy, I'm sorry, I love you
And you know what, I didn't even call your ass some names
'Cause you know, I don't even be on that like that
I'm sorry too
I love you