Baby Blue Lyrics - Singles - Action Bronson

Why you always all on my back? 

Why you gotta do me like that? 

Why you gotta act like a bitch when I'm with you? 

Baby girl I'm blue 

Because you treat me like shit 

I paid for the bed and never even slept in it 

I paid for that crib and never stepped foot in 

And now somebody else is eating all the pudding 

Things change now my dashboard wooden 

All black Benz like a young Doc Gooden 

Thug shades cause I'm stone crazy 

Girl we grown, stop playing on my phone baby 

All your childish attempts to make me angry fall short 

Which only fuels the rage you have, because you have nothing 

Understandable I'm shining brilliant, with 5 Brazilians 

There were times I used to hide my feelings 

Now I'm butt naked in the Lamborghini 

And motherfuckers can't see me 

Wait till the chick see me on tv, I make the shit look easy 

Who woulda thought I hit you right back? 

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Why you always all on my back? 

Why you gotta do me like that? 

Why you gotta act like a bitch when I'm with you? 

Baby girl I'm blue 

So many women wanna call me baby 

And you wonder why the fuck that I ain't call you lately 

Some would say that I'm the symbol for sex and uh 

Others would hate but I don't give em no breath 

Go on a date I'm at the crib with the chef and uh, that's me 

And you could order whatever 

The specialty is white snake and underwear sauce 

You could probably catch me somewhere where the sun is next 

And I understand that's only cause I'm popular 

I'm getting topped off in the front row of the opera 

As Bocelli sings, the celly rings 

I gotta go you'll never know how good it feels to lay in bed with king 

I'm not exactly flawless, but I'm gorgeous just like a horse is 

I know the thought of me succeeding makes a lot of people nauseous 

Still I'm on the back of the boat taking pictures with the swordfish 

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Why you always all on my back? 

Why you gotta do me like that? 

Why you gotta act like a bitch when I'm with you? 

Baby girl I'm blue 

I hope you get a paper cut, on your tongue 

From a razor in a paper cup 

I hope every soda you drink already shaken up 

I hope your dreams dry like raisins in the baking sun 

I hope your titties all saggy in your early 20s 

I hope there's always snow in your driveway 

I hope you never get off Fridays, and you work at Friday's that's always busy on Fridays 

I hope you win the lottery and lose your ticket 

I hope it's Ben and Socrates poop all up in your kitchen 

I hope the zipper on your jacket get stuck 

And your headphones short, and your charger don't work 

And you spill shit on your shirt 

I hope your tears don't hurt, and I can smile in your face 

Cut my losses, How Delilah changed my locks to fade 

I hope you happy, I hope you happy 

I hope you ruined this shit for a reason, I hope you happy, igh 

Why you always all on my back? 

Why you gotta do me like that? 

Why you gotta act like a bitch when I'm with you? 

Baby girl I'm blue 

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