Grey Goose
AK Shut Em Down
She's got me fucked up, she made me love her
She said she fucked up, she made me love her
What can you do, what can you do
When everyday, you feeling blue
Grey goose, grey goose
I been drunk, that's nothing new
There's no excuse, I been Loose
She told me that ima douche, Fuck you fuck you
Whats to prove? Bitch I'm depressed
I don't care about you, onto the next
You can break my heart once, but you can't break my heart twice
You can tell me I'm a dub, but you could never ruin my life
You could tell me I'm the one, but you could never be my wife
You told me that we were done, Bitch I deaded you twice
Bitch I'm really grinding, I ain't taking Mike Valelli
Tell me why you always lying, even when I'm in your belly
I been chilling at the Telly', Told her don't you call my celly
Unless you put that BODY ON ME, I ain't talking bout Nelly
Life been getting stressful, you bitches really ain't helpful
She's got me fucked up, she made me love her
She said she fucked up, she made me love her
What can you do, what can you do
When everyday, you feeling blue
Grey goose, grey goose
I been drunk, that's nothing new
There's no excuse, I been Loose
She told me that ima douche, Fuck you fuck you
Whats to prove? Bitch I'm depressed
I don't care about you, onto the next
She's got me fucked up, she made me love her
She said she fucked up, she made me love her
What can you do, what can you do
When everyday, you feeling blue
Grey goose, grey goose
I been drunk, that's nothing new
There's no excuse, I been Loose
She told me that ima douche, Fuck you fuck you
Whats to prove? Bitch I'm depressed
I don't care about you, onto the next
You can break my heart once, but you can't break my heart twice
You can tell me I'm a dub, but you could never ruin my life
You could tell me I'm the one, but you could never be my wife
You told me that we were done, Bitch I deaded you twice
Bitch I'm really grinding, I ain't taking Mike Valelli
Tell me why you always lying, even when I'm in your belly
I been chilling at the Telly', Told her don't you call my celly
Unless you put that BODY ON ME, I ain't talking bout Nelly
Life been getting stressful, you bitches really ain't helpful
She's got me fucked up, she made me love her
She said she fucked up, she made me love her
What can you do, what can you do
When everyday, you feeling blue
Grey goose, grey goose
I been drunk, that's nothing new
There's no excuse, I been Loose
She told me that ima douche, Fuck you fuck you
Whats to prove? Bitch I'm depressed
I don't care about you, onto the next
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Writer(s): Tommy Beane
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