"Cupid" lyrics
Doe Beezy
Uh-uh-uh
(Ooh)
Met me, she thought she got shot by Cupid (She stupid)
Say you ride or die, well, bitch, prove it (Uh, uh)
Knew you one of one, you's a groupie, you choosy
Fuck 'round, got too lit to eat at Ruth Chris (Uh, uh, uh)
Huh, Perky after Perky, I abuse it, abuse it
Baby, this shit deeper than my music (Uh, uh)
Baby, it's deeper than rap, uh
Baby, it's deeper than rapper talk (Baby, it's deeper than rap)
When Doe B hop on your ass, baby
You know damn well he ain't backin' off
Even though you know I rap (You know I rap)
Got a check like I play basketball (I play basketball)
While she was her on the 'Gram
Meet her in person, ain't that at all
Soon as I hit it, I pass her off (Her off)
Pop me a six and I'm blasting off (Blasting, yoom, yeah)
Pop me a— (Out of here)
Don't care what these hoes—
Don't care what these hoes say (What these hoes—)
Don't care what these hoes—, oh
Don't care what these hoes say (Care what these hoes say)
Uh (Uh), don't care what these hoes say (Care what these hoes—)
Uh (Fuck), don't care what these hoes say (Care what these—)
Don't care what these hoes say, I took care of my whole gang
Say they want my head, that's why I popped outside with four chains (Okay)
Niggas at my neck, but it's okay, I let that door swing (Okay)
You knew me from the old me, so how you mad she chose me? (Doe Beezy)
Met me, she thought she got shot by Cupid (She stupid)
Say you ride or die, well, bitch, prove it (Well, bitch, prove it)
Knew you one of one, you's a groupie, you choosy (Groupie)
Fuck 'round, got too lit to eat at Ruth Chris (Eat at Ruth Chris)
Huh, Perky after Perky, I abuse it, abuse it (Woah)
Baby, this shit deeper than my music (Uh, uh)
Baby, it's deeper than rap, uh
Baby, it's deeper than rapper talk (Baby, it's deeper than rap)
When Doe B hop on your ass, baby
You know damn well he ain't backin' off
Don't care what these hoes—
Don't care what these hoes say (What these hoes—)
Don't care what these hoes—, oh
Don't care what these hoes say
Uh, don't care what these hoes say
Uh, don't care what these hoes say
(DJ ESCO Moe City)
Huh, don't care what these hoes say
Don't care, uh
Don't care what these hoes say, uh
Don't care what these hoes—
Fuck 'em
Uh-uh-uh
(Ooh)
Met me, she thought she got shot by Cupid (She stupid)
Say you ride or die, well, bitch, prove it (Uh, uh)
Knew you one of one, you's a groupie, you choosy
Fuck 'round, got too lit to eat at Ruth Chris (Uh, uh, uh)
Huh, Perky after Perky, I abuse it, abuse it
Baby, this shit deeper than my music (Uh, uh)
Baby, it's deeper than rap, uh
Baby, it's deeper than rapper talk (Baby, it's deeper than rap)
When Doe B hop on your ass, baby
You know damn well he ain't backin' off
Even though you know I rap (You know I rap)
Got a check like I play basketball (I play basketball)
While she was her on the 'Gram
Meet her in person, ain't that at all
Soon as I hit it, I pass her off (Her off)
Pop me a six and I'm blasting off (Blasting, yoom, yeah)
Pop me a— (Out of here)
Don't care what these hoes—
Don't care what these hoes say (What these hoes—)
Don't care what these hoes—, oh
Don't care what these hoes say (Care what these hoes say)
Uh (Uh), don't care what these hoes say (Care what these hoes—)
Uh (Fuck), don't care what these hoes say (Care what these—)
Don't care what these hoes say, I took care of my whole gang
Say they want my head, that's why I popped outside with four chains (Okay)
Niggas at my neck, but it's okay, I let that door swing (Okay)
You knew me from the old me, so how you mad she chose me? (Doe Beezy)
Met me, she thought she got shot by Cupid (She stupid)
Say you ride or die, well, bitch, prove it (Well, bitch, prove it)
Knew you one of one, you's a groupie, you choosy (Groupie)
Fuck 'round, got too lit to eat at Ruth Chris (Eat at Ruth Chris)
Huh, Perky after Perky, I abuse it, abuse it (Woah)
Baby, this shit deeper than my music (Uh, uh)
Baby, it's deeper than rap, uh
Baby, it's deeper than rapper talk (Baby, it's deeper than rap)
When Doe B hop on your ass, baby
You know damn well he ain't backin' off
Don't care what these hoes—
Don't care what these hoes say (What these hoes—)
Don't care what these hoes—, oh
Don't care what these hoes say
Uh, don't care what these hoes say
Uh, don't care what these hoes say
(DJ ESCO Moe City)
Huh, don't care what these hoes say
Don't care, uh
Don't care what these hoes say, uh
Don't care what these hoes—
Fuck 'em
