Locksmith - f**in' Idols lyrics

[Verse 1:] Fresh out of the runway Just flew into Houston, Me and my cousin here till Sunday Why you leavin' Sunday? He say 'Loc, lemme explain' Everybody come here for the strippers Don't nobody watch the game So we stand outside for thirty minutes Waiting for our ride You know flaky a** promoters Never do pick you up on time I just wanna get up in the room, maybe loom Maybe kick back, watch a couple cartoons Maybe orer food, maybe take a lap on the premises, I was in the middle of the Genesis Rebirth when I see skirts I don't wanna beat a n***a due another a** I just wanna finn a number of my favorite stash But it's kinda difficult when woman ask I know, vent to the venue Right in the middle where they puttin' up the stage A couple white n***a on the build I ain't faze I don't give a f**, but I betta get payed So we hop in a rental when we ride on the block Lookin' for another situation that could pop Lookin' for another lil' smth we could notch And a couple bad b**hes, and my n***a wanna stop So we stop We walk with the tele, the lobby is packing, it's us It's filled with b**hes and strippers and baller and drug dealers And she on my line like wa**up Whacha? Said I got a girl, 'I don't give a f**' Damn, I wanna leave, damn, I wanna stay Damn, I wanna be the n***a that went astray I don't wanna seem rude, I am not the kid to move But you talkin' Ice-Cube, no Oshe Oh, wait, oh, wait, how the f** did I get in the scene? The way that she starrin' is burnin' my jeans My n***a like 'just take this one for the team! ' So I proceed with the proceeding while proceeding in with haste She said 'follow me to the bathroom, I think we gon' need some space' I said 'damn, you are a**ertive, you deserve to keep your chase' She say 'n***a, why you blockin? ' Then I heard somebody knockin' [Hook: x2] f**in' idols, we be f**in' idols She be f**in' idols, man, all these f**in' idols [Verse 2:] I though I was outta clutches till I found I was tryna wet this Gonna mount that amount to a mountain And how she steps out of her husband How she checks out when she's f**in' How she's in doubt when she's sufferin' How they just had to chow, so the money in house is nothin' But it's funny how spouse is someone that I though that I seen somewhere But I can't put my finger on it She say put yo finger here I know it's misleading, dear, But I can't have that wrong on me And I looked at that face again and finally [?] 'Ain't you the wife that I thought playa would top paper? ' Who retired from playn but as a child was my wallpaper? But he moved to the midwest and got the house with the large acres Came from endorsements to makin' money in all fazes And facing her I can see, when I speak she's bored, idle She needs some attention, I hide like f**in' a formal rival Maybe a foreigner thinkin' she's thinkin' idle But I can't be the n***a to f** the wife of the former idol [Hook: x2] f**in' idols, we be f**in' idols She be f**in' idols, man, all these f**in' idols