Murs - Ba** For Your Truck lyrics

[Hook: scratched sample] Ba** for your trunk [MURS] She keeps her biz booming down front street Open with the funk so that no one wants beef She the type who like to lay it all on the line She say what's on her mind, that way it ain't a crime The crime is that you show no shame Atd you make those claims like you play no games When in reality, you the biggest player of them all The princess that wore the most layers to the ball Trying to cover up when you laying in your drawers You front like you a freak and everything you say is raw But deep down, you really scared he's gonna leave ya Your closet got more skeletons than the Dia De los Muertos You worse than my perros My dogs, that only f** with broads from the ghetto You date losers cause it make you feel superior Try to tell me lies to justify but all I'm hearin' is the... [Hook] [Slug] She seem like the type with no taste for shame It walks like a snake then they can't complain No, people love you and cling to them raw fumes Keep it up so we don't see through your costume She been a little queen since 15 In and out of different scenes, never kept her image clean So critical, over-an*lytical Fast forward, of course, old and miserable Long trail of bread crumbs and head games Bed bums, the best ones get pet names First glance, you can see the dirt Closet door wide open, no need to search No, the truth is just an excuse That you use to polish up a pair of selfish shoes Take it how you want, but face up the front Cause them skeletons dance to the ba**... [Hook] {*scratching "Drop that" "Ba**"*}