Deville

It must really, really piss you off To see the way that I walk and I talk And how your girl's eyes stray from you when I stroll through the room And I know it really makes you sad You know that girl with you man, I already had And that trick that she does with her tongue, oh yeah, I taught her that one I mean Goddamn It must really, really drive you crazy To hear your girl callin' me baby But don't you worry I don't feel the same And to tell you the truth, man, I don't even know her name And I know it's really hard to swallow When it comes to me, your girl's known to follow And I really hate to speak so bluntly, but man, your girl she just chose me Oh, oh, oh, I hate to be the one that let's you know That your girl's everywhere I go and front row at every show Oh, oh, oh, and I hate to say that I told you so But I am, I am the fuckin' one your girl's been waiting for Oh, oh, oh, I hate to be the one that let's you know As soon I walked out the door, I heard your girl she was screamin' for more Oh, oh, oh and I hate to say that I told you so 'Cause I am, I am the fuckin' one your girl's been waiting for I am the fuckin' one your girl's been waiting for I am the fuckin' one your girl's been waiting for Get ready bitches, we're about to blow your fuckin' mind Get ready bitches, we're about to blow your fuckin' mind Get ready bitches, we're about to blow your fuckin' mind Get ready bitches, we're about to blow your fuckin' mind