Girl problems
Verse 1
She’s running out of time,
And I’m running outta money,
That chick’s so crazy got you buzzing around like a bee making honey.
Skype me after 12, hold my hand in the club,
Girl I ain’t your damn slave apartheid’s over after all.
Started when I was 18, I was fresh, super fly.
High school’s almost over, raise your glass, we’ve arrived.
The world’s my shot, pass the lemon hit the salt.
Till I met this crazy girl who brought my world to a halt,
She was super duper sexy, dance moves like Kerri.
Rocked at PS3 the type of girl you wanna marry.
Till after two months she flipped 180 got you grinding.
Looking for a job while all your homies are out there shining.
Chorus
We need to talk you got me outta my mind, it’s all you, it ain’t me, my life was sublime.
Before I met you I was doing just fine. So get on out, get to stepping, I’m sick of dealing with all of your stupid nonsense, my girl problems.
Verse 2
And then I found out she was sleeping with her ex,
Superficially throwing this love outta context,
He’s got a fast car, stacks on deck.
She says love makes you do crazy things,
But my heart’s not an asylum, get to stepping instead.
But she won’t leave, ‘cause to her we were meant to be,
But if we were meant to be you won’t stop me from just being me.
Changing me into an image of you, but I can’t grow horns,
So right now it’s over, the door’s right there I’m back to being a bachelor.
Chorus
We need to talk you got me outta my mind, it’s all you, it ain’t me, my life was sublime.
Before I met you I was doing just fine. So get on out, get to stepping, I’m sick of dealing with all of your stupid nonsense, my girl problems.