Fight Paris - Deville lyrics

It must really, really piss you off To see the way that I walk and I talk And how your girl's eyes stray from you when I stroll through the room And I know it really makes you sad You know that girl with you man, I already had And that trick that she does with her tongue, oh yeah, I taught her that one I mean Goddamn It must really, really drive you crazy To hear your girl callin' me baby But don't you worry I don't feel the same And to tell you the truth, man, I don't even know her name And I know it's really hard to swallow When it comes to me, your girl's known to follow And I really hate to speak so bluntly, but man, your girl she just chose me Oh, oh, oh, I hate to be the one that let's you know That your girl's everywhere I go and front row at every show Oh, oh, oh, and I hate to say that I told you so But I am, I am the f**in' one your girl's been waiting for Oh, oh, oh, I hate to be the one that let's you know As soon I walked out the door, I heard your girl she was screamin' for more Oh, oh, oh and I hate to say that I told you so 'Cause I am, I am the f**in' one your girl's been waiting for I am the f**in' one your girl's been waiting for I am the f**in' one your girl's been waiting for Get ready b**hes, we're about to blow your f**in' mind Get ready b**hes, we're about to blow your f**in' mind Get ready b**hes, we're about to blow your f**in' mind Get ready b**hes, we're about to blow your f**in' mind