Brad Pitt

Gotta make some dinner Yeah you like it? Go figure My dad taught me well My dad taught me well My dad taught me well Invite your friends on over I don't need no closure My girl taught me well My girl taught me well My girl taught me well Yeah that's the only way they know how to do it That's the only way that you get it moving That's the only way that you gotta get it up gotta get it up get it get it get it get it Women don't like to take the stairs They just wait around until somebody cares Enough to call the elevator call the elevator call the elevator Yeah that's the only way they know how to do it Told they got more worth than a city moving My only worth is to keep it grooving I taught myself well Soulmates aren't found they're chained I'm playing a lonely game I'll go straight to hell I'll go straight to hell I'll go straight to hell You wanna find love? Go figure Ill settle for an easy minute Then im out your life Then im out your life Then im out your life In my head im a little bitter You could've guessed go figure It ain't worth the fight It ain't worth the fight It ain't worth the fight Heart smashed into pieces Yeah im the real hood jesus That ass taught me well That ass taught me well That ass taught me well You think this shit is new go figure Wanna make some size out your Brad Pitt figure There ain't much to tell There ain't much to tell There ain't much to tell Heart smashed into pieces Yeah im the real hood jesus That ass taught me well That ass taught me well That ass taught me well You think this shit is new go figure Wanna make some size out your Brad Pitt figure There ain't much to tell There ain't much to tell There ain't much to tell Yeah i still keep it grooving You go and get her Think that you got trust That's a lonely minute You're going straight to hell You're going straight to hell You're going straight to hell Wait for her to ask for your fucking number And don't be calling her when your shit is under You ain't got shit to tell You ain't got shit to tell You ain't got shit to tell I be floating through Its another blunder I only give a f*ck about my grandmother Yeah she got shit to tell Yeah she got shit to tell Yeah she got shit to tell Didn't they tell you shit bout the sausage slayed Women get tomatoes and lemonade That shit that Sparkles well Sparkles well Sparkles well Heart smashed into pieces Yeah im the real hood jesus That ass taught me well That ass taught me well That ass taught me well You think this shit is new go figure Wanna make some size out your Brad Pitt figure There ain't much to tell There ain't much to tell There ain't much to tell