Keys by your side Mercedes baby 'cause everything that you drive Is more expensive than my whole life And I'm begging you, I'm just begging you for a ride 'Cause I've been riding on your coat tails Versace baby I know the wardrobe never came too cheap Cocaine in your drawers You light it up and you tear it up and I'm trying to go to sleep Everything that you say to me; lies Everything that you try to do for me; I despise This is the last time you'll call me at 4:30 in the morning When I'm trying to go to sleep
I'm trying to go to sleep Bitch I'm trying to go to sleep
'Cause he caught you in a hotel Complaining bout the motel that he had you in last week And you're painting on your toenails So wrapped up in your conversation that you can barely speak
Bottles in the hall, smoking out my conscience but I'll be there when you call I told you that I'd never fall in love, but I'm on the edge and thinking I might fall Now we're right back in your bedroom It's the same shit, you can't blame shit He got a main bitch and you ain't it so just face it We're stuck inside this hotel
'Cause he caught you in a hotel Complaining bout the motel that he had you in last week And you're painting on your toenails So wrapped up in your conversation that you can barely speak