Intro

Yeah, underneath the wind, that is Where I sin Underneath the wind, where do I begin? I do not want to start again Do you see me as a fucking friend? Or not I see you a lot around the block I see you a lot around the block But you do not call my phone, nah, nah You do not call my phone, nah, nah Do you remember how it was last September I said, do you remember how I was there For December and then November But you did not even fucking see me in September It is a blunder, here are my motherfucking friends Ooh, lightning, thunder, my mind is all in a fucking blunder I am trying to be your friend, do you want to be I sit back and I wonder, I sit back and I wonder I sit back and I wonder Do you see me Do you see me I want to fucking be with you But you do not even want to see me Do you even see Do you want to see me Do you want to be with me Could you be my fucking Whitley I just want to sing to you like my name is Whitney Whitney fucking Houston Taking fucking drugs like I'm Whitney fucking Houston Pass me the blunt, pass me the swisher Loving my life, damn God, I want to kiss her But I can't and that's the fucking problem That's the fucking problem And I motherfucking know it Here to motherfucking show it Got the blower on me, I'ma blow it I'ma pop off with my gang Understand we insane Got my drink in my cup, gang Got my drink in my cup, gang Got my drink in my cup No, I don't give a f*ck Yeah, drink until I don't feel nothing Yeah, I feel numb Yeah, you think I'm dumb But guess what, I got like four Seven, eight, twelve, forty-six Welcome to Pink Hearts I hope you guys like it