Deuces Remix - f/Drake & Kanye West - Explicit Version

K-Mac

All that bullshit's for the birds, you ain't nothing but a vulture, oh-oh-oh
Always hoping for the worst, waiting for me to fuck up
You'll regret the day when I find another girl, yeah
That know just what I need
She know just what I mean
When I tell her "Keep it drama free"

Woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah
Chu-chuckin' up them deuces
Woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah
Told you that I'm leaving, deuces
Woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah
I know you're mad, but so what? I wish you best of luck
And now I'm finna throw them deuces up

I'm on some new shit
I'm chucking my deuces up to her (deuces)
I'm moving on to something better, better, better
No more tryna make it work (deuces)
You made me wanna say "Bye-bye"
Say "Bye-bye", say "Bye-bye" to her (deuces)
You made me wanna say "Bye-bye"
Say "Bye-bye", say "Bye-bye" to her

What you mean I ain't call you? I hit you when I landed
I'm waitin' in my hotel room
Seems like we're arguin' more and it's gettin' less romantic
Yeah, I think she'll be able to tell soon

But I'll f- you right, I will, I'll f- you right, I will
I'll f- you like no-one has ever, ever made you feel
I mean, this part of our relationship's amazin' still
I might just put up with the arguin' and stay, for real

You lookin' bad, girl, for goodness sakes
You with all those curves, and me without no brakes, ooh
I'm willin' to work it out, however long it takes you
You feel like you miss those happy days, well, girl, that makes two of us

Our timing is wrong
Your friends always tyin' up every line on your phone
Yeah, but tell them bitches that you'll always be my missus
And the hardest part about the fuckin' business is mindin' your own

Uh, and every time I try and break it off
We just yell until we're tired, then I break you off
It's useless, all this fightin', let's get past it now
Even when I throw them deuces, you just end up back around

I'm on some new shit
I'm chucking my deuces up to her (deuces)
I'm moving on to something better, better, better
No more tryna make it work (deuces)
You made me wanna say "Bye-bye"
Say "Bye-bye", say "Bye-bye" to her (deuces)
You made me wanna say "Bye-bye"
Say "Bye-bye", say "Bye-bye" to her

You know what, yo? You a bitch
You should have a travel agent, 'cause you a trip
You should make your own toilet tissue since you the shit
But all you got is some fuckin' issues, you fuckin' bitch

I hate niggas, but I love your mom
Give her a kiss for me, her second son
Get your mind right, baby, or get your shit together
You gon' be hot a little while, I'ma be rich forever

Girl seducers, they come in deuces
But when I cut 'em off, they always become a nuisance
Niggas take my old flows and they take my old swag
He just took my old bitch and turned it to his new bitch (haha)

I'm stupid, but I won't get my drama on
What I'm dealin' with is too real for me to comment on
Jay finally got it through my head not to run my mouth
So when ya'll talk 'bout 'you know who'
I'on know who you talkin' 'bout

I'm on some new shit
I'm chucking my deuces up to her (deuces)
I'm moving on to something better, better, better
No more tryna make it work (deuces)
You made me wanna say "Bye-bye"
Say "Bye-bye", say "Bye-bye" to her (deuces)
You made me wanna say "Bye-bye"
Say "Bye-bye", say "Bye-bye" to her



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