Yeah
Alright

[Verse 1: Dida]

She told me I should promise her to never break her off
If she would let me take it off and give a fuck 'bout her boy
But I was being so decadent I couldn't enjoy it
But at least it's all excellent according to Hoyle
Building and destroying. I'm feeling like George Vincent
Blue jean bopping. She's looking like Gene Vincent
Took it all off. She's looking like Ava Vincent
There go another heart. I think I'm doing it by instinct
We did 4 days in Berlin
I came back. A girl said my girlfriend was upset
Because last night some girl went
And told the whole party that I had another girlfriend
And I ain't even gonna oblige yet
Finishing my meal. I ain't even been to church yet
Caught up in the process
N***a with an attitude. Tell me: What the verdict?
Crowned by the mob
From us running in a flock looking like groundhogs
I was running with the Blueline boys
And I was crashing like the Fall Creek boy
But I ain't bursted yet
It's costly with these little broads in my tank
Get them off me
My father said I shouldn't worry
Still couldn't keep my hands from getting dirty
But ehm...
[Break: Bon Iver]

Dearing on the peak
Telling on the teeth

[Break: Dida]

What the fuck is going on now?
What the fuck is it you want?
I gave you more than everything
Didn't I?
I'm moving higher up
If you want to stay down here
You can do it
I'll just put a little fuel to it
And you're going, going, going

[Verse 2: Dida]

Would you take me just the way that I am ?
Her pussy is like the gun-shell that's laying me down
And your friends not your friends, they're just waving their hands
And they want to go down on me when you're not around
So I only did it one time
What the fuck, you wasn't even there
I think you was in Capetown or Jo-burg or Italy or Tokyo or somewhere
She put her arms to the ceiling. She wanna show that new watch
Yeah, you know the one that that old man gave her
And said nobody else has got
So I've got a new income, but the outcome worse
Because everytime I step up in that motherfucking mall
With those motherfucking broads, yeah a n***a's gotta splurge
New purse, she got a new scarf too
I ain't know that Pucci made scarfs too
Alessandros on my cards too
I was so close but I lost you
So another toast and another cigg
And another joke and another phone-ring
I wanna think that you're the same you and it was all me
That made it all fall down, call it Fall Creek
Yeah