Drop Dead

Bitch, I fuckin' love when I see that body drop
 Bob to the knock 'til my heartbeat stop
 Stomp on the stage 'til the fuckin' earth shake
 Headbang to the bass 'til my neck bones break
 Bitch, I'll throw down 'til my line go flat
 And if you hit my line, know I might call back
 If I got time and yo' ass ain't wack
 I've been tryin' to get my damn life on track
 Bitch, I fuckin' love when I see that body drop
 Bob to the knock 'til my heartbeat stop
 Stomp on the stage 'til the fuckin' earth shake
 Headbang to the bass 'til my neck bones break
 Bitch, I'll throw down 'til my line go flat
 And if you hit my line, know I might call back
 If I got time and yo' ass ain't wack
 I've been tryin' to get my damn life on track
 I've been drinkin' vodka out of Snapple with the glass
 I've been cuttin' ties with my friends from the past
 I've been sippin' wine out of Solo cups, so roll those up
 Motherfucker, let's chill
 Live a life like mine, got time to kill
 I don't give a fuck about no record deal
 I don't give a fuck about no promotion
 See me movin' in slow motion
 I don't really feel much emotion
 I don't really see no commotion
 G-checkin' online, that's L-A-M-E
 Four letters that separate us
 I cannot associate, please stay away
 Bitch, you don't know a thing about me
 Fakes don't fuck with me, they fuck with who fuck with me
 Don't fuck with who fuck with me
 But trust me, that's something I think we've begun to see
 Don't fuck with who fuck with me, fuck with who fuck with me