Left Ey3

Left Ey3 Lyrics

Caught my man cheating, now I’m rolling through the west side
Bout to burn his fuckin’ house down like I’m Left Eye (rest in peace)
Like I’m Left Eye, like I’m Left Eye
Bout to burn this motherfucker down like I’m Left Eye

Heard my man is cheating with another bitch in my house
Now I’m finna make a scene like I’m Amy Winehouse (rest in peace)
Amy Winehouse, Amy Winehouse
Bout to burn this motherfucker down like Amy Winehouse

I don’t need to TLC, all I need is THC
Higher than Miss Courtney Love, murder in the first degree
You must have me confused with them stupid broads
Shooting dice in the street taught me how to play the odds

I find it odd that your Twitter page is private
You got two phones, one of them stays silent
Now who the fuck is calling in the middle of the night?
Play me for a joke, I'm bout to grab my knife.

You think you ballin' but you bout to take a big loss
When you fall asleep I'm bout to cut your fuckin' dick off