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Hey, what's up? It's six-one-six
Shawty bad as fuck with red lipstick
But I'm on the road and I'm never home
Baby, kiss the phone with red lipstick
Like hey, what's up? It's six-one-six
Shawty bad as fuck with red lipstick
But I'm on the road and I'm never home
Baby, kiss the phone with red lipstick
Makin' bad decisions with a badder bitch
You don't like Gun Rue, then you can suck my dick
On a tightrope and I ain't never gonna slip
And I'm looking both ways, so I ain't never gettin' hit
In my castle of blood with barrels of Bud
Got Hollywood cuts, so, baby, let's fuck
Runaway with you, so tell me, boo
What you tryna do, right now? Come through
So tell me, girl, I am on my knees
I will fuck you up if you play with me
And when will I know that I really can't go
To the well once more-life to decide on
When it's killing me, when will I really see
All that I need to look inside?
Hey, what's up? It's six-one-six
Shawty bad as fuck with red lipstick
But I'm on the road and I'm never home
Baby, kiss the phone with red lipstick
Like hey, what's up? It's six-one-six
Shawty bad as fuck with red lipstick
But I'm on the road and I'm never home
Baby, kiss the phone with red lipstick
Stick, stick (ohh), stick, stick, stick (oh-oh)
Stick, stick, stick, stick, stick (oh-oh)
The more I see, the less I know
The more I'd like to let it go
Hey yo, woah-woah
The more I see, the less I know
The more I'd like to let it go
Hey yo, woah-woah
People need the cover of another perfect wonder
Where it's so white as snow
Yeah, finally divided by a world that's undecided
When there's nowhere to go
Hey, what's up? It's six-one-six
Shawty bad as fuck with red lipstick
But I'm on the road and I'm never home
Baby, kiss the phone with red lipstick
Like hey, what's up? It's six-one-six
Shawty bad as fuck with red lipstick
But I'm on the road and I'm never home
Baby, kiss the phone with red lipstick