Hawai'i

No this ain't about youuuu No this ain't about youuuu, yeah, yeah 27 missed calls and a couple paragraphs to my digits Look baby i don't miss ya You was just my lil springtime fling What even made you think that we'd eventually correlate Girl you late, you ain't get the memo You late as David Letterman or Jay Leno Later than high school parties calls from yo mommy Josh he had it rockin "what you need hennessey or bacardi" We was like sixteen, slamming Other, homies in the backyard coolin straight puffin In love with me, she was in love Told me she like it how i keep it a buck, that's love But she ain't the type i'd introduce to moms though She the type that's temporary leave off on a bad note no piano Plus i know she running lip and expose me on the gram Real quick when i dip and she did Oh okay well i seen it coming anyway And i didn't want her anyway You could leave what you mean You aint seeing water on my eyes baby girl Girl that's for girls I'm kickin' it got some coronas in the lobby Sitting mad as hell on this italian leather Cause who the heck tooold this girl where i stay? 4 a-m- she was knocking at the door "let me in" And i ain't let her in, crazy hoes like kevin federline's That's the type you ain't gon see me with You can keep those, on me dawg, like Meek dawg Found out you a whole thottie you done messed with everybody