Huey Mack - Better on Paper lyrics

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Huey Mack - Better on Paper lyrics

[Verse 1: Huey Mack] Ya, you met him on a blind date Think he the one ’cause he a safe bet But he might have a 401k But he ain’t out here cashing all these Mike’s Hard checks, ah yes I can’t be the guy to fix your plumming But f** it I can pay someone to do it for you You say your man can’t even pa** the bar to be a lawyer And every time he talk about his day I know it bore you You need somebody that can make you’re mom proud I’d rather be the guy that’s gonna make you moan loud Really wanna be a housewife in upstate New York Five star dinners in the shopping mall food court Lame a** minivan, driving mad (?) Wonder why you on vacation out in Ocean City, Maryland Or somewhere to send your budget like that Trust me baby girl I’m just nothing like that [Hook: Huey Mack and gianni & kyle] What you don’t see, he ain’t got nothing on me And I know it’s hard to believe, but I’ve got all that you’ve need I know we’ll look better on paper, but that sh** overrated Oh, we’ll look better on paper, but you’re sh** really outdated Ah, yeah [Verse 2: gianni & kyle] Skrrt Okay, cool he’s got a degree Me, I went to school the difference is I lasted a week He’s got a 9-5, me I work a 9-9 AM to the PM means I’m working through my day and my sleep PCH, you could ride with me ’cause I ain’t never pump the breaks You put him first, I put him last in every single way He a lame, everybody in his frat look the same Girl I think you think you need a change Come and catch a flight, we don’t need destinations And we don’t need hesitations, he leaves you home masturbating When you just need a pipe, you just need to see Even though I failed, I can tell that we got chemistry, sh** So leave his a** at home When he calls, when he texts, turn on airplane mode You wanna stay, or go travel different area codes I’ll be way more lovey, dovey f** with me and prove your visions’ 20-20, sh** [Hook: Huey Mack and gianni & kyle] What you don’t see, he ain’t got nothing on me And I know it’s hard to believe, but I’ve got all that you’ve need I know we’ll look better on paper, but that sh** overrated Oh, we’ll look better on paper, but you’re sh** really outdated Ah, yeah