"labor day" lyrics
Yeah
Okay, okay
Batshit crazy
Yeah, that's how my mommma made me
I stopped hanging out with losers
So it's fuck 'em till they pay me
Yeah
It's Labor Day
Tell them hoes it's Labor Day
Mutha push them bitches out the way
Yeah, it's Labor Day
It's Labor Day
Tell them hoes it's Labor Day
Mutha push them bitches out the way
Yeah, it's Labor Day
Bitches think they're better
Yeah, whatever I'm the special, yeah
Fuck a chart
Have you heard Heavy Metal?
Yeah
You can be the damsel in distress
I'm the devil
Pretty, hot, and tempting fat pussy
You could never
I can't even trust my momma
How I'm supposed to trust a hoe?
Yeah
Fighting bout a nigga?
Bitch I'm thiry-five years old, yeah
Way too raw to beef with
I'm sticking to the code
I might just put you in a jar
And let my granny take control
Okay
Batshit crazy
Yeah that's how my mommma made me
I stopped hanging out with losers
So it's fuck 'em till they pay me
I ain't sick of being lonely
Told her give me fifty feet
Sold more bullets than my feet
Told that bitch get out off my seat
Yeah, yeah
It's Labor Day
Tell them hoes it's Labor Day
Mutha pushin bitches out the way
Yeah, it's Labor Day
It's Labor Day
Tell them hoes it's Labor Day
Mutha pushin bitches out the way
Yeah, it's Labor Day
Woe is me
She wanna see the hoe in me
She wanna pull a nigga card
She wanna stomp a nigga yard
Yeah, yeah
Lol, you bitches is dumb as hell
I got crystal fucking balls
I can tell, I can tell
Yeah
Smile in your face
Tell my daughters play it safe
If that bitch think she a judge
Let that pistol plead your case
I ain't backing down on nothing
Finna act my fucking age
If I say that's what I want
That's what I get or I'mma rage
Yeah
Trying to sneak me with that bitch word
I don't care
Been a bitch since I was born nigga
I don't care
Yeah, shake my dreads on bitches
I don't fucking care
I'm acting like a politician
I don't really care
You can't step on me lil baby
Better use the stairs
I ain't your ticket or your promo
Better say your prayers
They hate to see me coming
Gossiping soon as I leave
Bitches negative
But positive for AIDS, okay
Batshit crazy
Yeah that's how my mommma made me
I stopped hanging out with losers
So it's fuck 'em till they pay me
I ain't sick of being lonely
Told her give me fifty feet
Sold more bullets than my feet
Told that bitch get out off my seat
Yeah, yeah
It's Labor Day
Tell them hoes it's Labor Day
Mutha pushin bitches out the way
Yeah, it's Labor Day
It's Labor Day
Tell them hoes it's Labor Day
Mutha pushin bitches out the way
Yeah, it's Labor Day
Okay, okay
Batshit crazy
Yeah, that's how my mommma made me
I stopped hanging out with losers
So it's fuck 'em till they pay me
Yeah
It's Labor Day
Tell them hoes it's Labor Day
Mutha push them bitches out the way
Yeah, it's Labor Day
It's Labor Day
Tell them hoes it's Labor Day
Mutha push them bitches out the way
Yeah, it's Labor Day
Bitches think they're better
Yeah, whatever I'm the special, yeah
Fuck a chart
Have you heard Heavy Metal?
Yeah
You can be the damsel in distress
I'm the devil
Pretty, hot, and tempting fat pussy
You could never
I can't even trust my momma
How I'm supposed to trust a hoe?
Yeah
Fighting bout a nigga?
Bitch I'm thiry-five years old, yeah
Way too raw to beef with
I'm sticking to the code
I might just put you in a jar
And let my granny take control
Okay
Batshit crazy
Yeah that's how my mommma made me
I stopped hanging out with losers
So it's fuck 'em till they pay me
I ain't sick of being lonely
Told her give me fifty feet
Sold more bullets than my feet
Told that bitch get out off my seat
Yeah, yeah
It's Labor Day
Tell them hoes it's Labor Day
Mutha pushin bitches out the way
Yeah, it's Labor Day
It's Labor Day
Tell them hoes it's Labor Day
Mutha pushin bitches out the way
Yeah, it's Labor Day
Woe is me
She wanna see the hoe in me
She wanna pull a nigga card
She wanna stomp a nigga yard
Yeah, yeah
Lol, you bitches is dumb as hell
I got crystal fucking balls
I can tell, I can tell
Yeah
Smile in your face
Tell my daughters play it safe
If that bitch think she a judge
Let that pistol plead your case
I ain't backing down on nothing
Finna act my fucking age
If I say that's what I want
That's what I get or I'mma rage
Yeah
Trying to sneak me with that bitch word
I don't care
Been a bitch since I was born nigga
I don't care
Yeah, shake my dreads on bitches
I don't fucking care
I'm acting like a politician
I don't really care
You can't step on me lil baby
Better use the stairs
I ain't your ticket or your promo
Better say your prayers
They hate to see me coming
Gossiping soon as I leave
Bitches negative
But positive for AIDS, okay
Batshit crazy
Yeah that's how my mommma made me
I stopped hanging out with losers
So it's fuck 'em till they pay me
I ain't sick of being lonely
Told her give me fifty feet
Sold more bullets than my feet
Told that bitch get out off my seat
Yeah, yeah
It's Labor Day
Tell them hoes it's Labor Day
Mutha pushin bitches out the way
Yeah, it's Labor Day
It's Labor Day
Tell them hoes it's Labor Day
Mutha pushin bitches out the way
Yeah, it's Labor Day
