the hills You call it what you want But she can call it what she feel (Ooowwww!) [Hook: Lloyd] Can I be for real? Dis is how I feel I'm in need of love
received, I know you can't believe I still love 'em but they don't love me They like the drunk uncle in your family You know they lame, you feel ashamed
junk cause he's drunk And we may have to fuck his ass up Cause uh somethin' smells a lil fishy And I don't like the way his boys keep lookin' at me
, I know you can't believe I still love 'em but they don't love me They like the drunk uncle in your family You know they lame, you feel ashamed, but
them guns Come to the club, meet me out front There's some chump up in this bitch Poppin' some junk cause he's drunk And we may have to fuck his ass up