Alba s touto skladbou:
Split,
St. James Ballroom,
Listen, I’m tired of your shit, uhu
Turn me up so I can hear me,
I need them to hear me
I’m so tired of your shit, oho
You ain’t shit and I’m leaving
I’m so tired of footing these bills for you
And that chick keep saying she pregnant too
Hope that baby don’t look like neither one of you
Now that’s what I call an ugly truth
So I’m through, I’m through
Cause you weren’t ready for love but you were ready to mmmm
Wanna show me it’s real, here's the light bill
What you gonna do
By the way, don’t try to play me
12 years of looking crazy for you, you
No, how could you, you
Cause you know who you are
And all you’ve put me through
To raise your glass,
I ain't even mad
You can just, kiss my ass
Baby you can just kiss my ass, mhm, oh
Cause you know who you are
And all you’ve put me through
Raise your glass, cheers to my past
I ain’t even mad, kiss my ass
Sincerely, kiss my ass
The streets be talking bout what you do
And that girl be running her mouth too
Why your side chick acting crazy?
Calling my phone more than you lately
Maybe she can pay that bill too
Cause you weren’t ready for love but you were ready to mmmm
If you wanna show it’s real, pay this light bill
What you gonna do?
Cause you know who you are
And all you’ve put me through
Raise your glass,
I ain't even mad
You can just kiss my ass
Baby you can just kiss my ass, hm, oh
Cause you know who you are
And all you’ve put me through
Raise your glass,
Cheers to my past
This time for you didn't work
You were living I was hurt
But no more, I’m all gone
Cause you know who you are
And all you’ve put me through
Raise your glass,
Cheers to my last
I ain’t even mad, kiss my ass
Oh you can just kiss my ass
You and your mama and that tyler perry drama
Even that baby, is it yours maybe?
I don’t know
Kiss my ass, oh
