(soft hip-hop music) (upbeat hip-hop music) ♪ All that bullshit's for the birds ♪ ♪ You ain't nothing but a vulture ♪ ♪ Always hoping for the worst ♪ ♪ Waiting for me to fuck up ♪ ♪ You'll regret the day when
I find another girl, yeah ♪ ♪ That knows just what I need,
she knows just what I mean ♪ ♪ When I tell her, keep
it drama free, woah ♪ ♪ Chu, chuckin' up the ♪
♪ Deuces ♪ ♪ Oh, woah, woah, woah,
woah, woah, woah, woah ♪ ♪ Told you that I'm leaving ♪
♪ Deuces ♪ ♪ Oh, woah, woah, woah,
woah, woah, woah, woah ♪ ♪ I know you mad, but so what ♪ ♪ I wish you best of luck ♪ ♪ And now I'm finna throw them deuces up ♪ ♪ I'm on some new shit ♪ ♪ I'm chucking my deuces up to her ♪ ♪ Deuces ♪ ♪ I'm moving on to something
better, better, better ♪ ♪ No more trying to make it work ♪ ♪ Deuces ♪ ♪ You made me wanna say
bye, bye, say bye, bye ♪ ♪ Say bye, bye to her ♪
♪ Deuces ♪ ♪ You made me wanna say
bye, bye, say bye, bye ♪ ♪ Say bye, bye to her ♪ ♪ Uh, used to be Valentines ♪ ♪ Together all the time ♪ ♪ Thought it was true love,
but you know women lie ♪ ♪ It's like I sent my love
with a text two times ♪ ♪ Call 'cause I care but
I ain't get no reply ♪ ♪ Tryna see eye to eye but
it's like we both blind ♪ ♪ Fuck it, let's hit the club,
I rarely sip but pour me some ♪ ♪ 'Cause when it's all said and done ♪ ♪ I ain't gon' be the one
that she can always run to ♪ ♪ I hate liars, fuck love,
I'm tired of trying ♪ ♪ My heart big but it beat quiet ♪ ♪ I don't never feel like we vibing ♪ ♪ 'Cause every time we alone
it's a awkward silence ♪ ♪ So leave your keys on
the kitchen counter ♪ ♪ And gimme back that ruby
ring with the big diamond ♪ ♪ Shit is over, what you tripping for ♪ ♪ I 'on't wanna have to let you go ♪ ♪ But, baby, I think it's
better if I let you know ♪ ♪ I'm on some new shit ♪ ♪ I'm chucking my deuces up to her ♪ ♪ Deuces ♪ ♪ I'm moving on to something
better, better, better ♪ ♪ No more trying to make it work ♪ ♪ Deuces ♪ ♪ You made me wanna say
bye, bye, say bye, bye ♪ ♪ Say bye, bye to her ♪
♪ Deuces ♪ ♪ You made me wanna say
bye, bye, say bye, bye ♪ ♪ Say bye, bye to her ♪ ♪ Look, my shorty always on
some bullshit like Chicago ♪ ♪ So I flip that middle finger
and the index finger follow ♪ ♪ Deuces, we ain't got
no future in tomorrow ♪ ♪ I'm a dick, so it shouldn't
be that hard to swallow ♪ ♪ The other chick I'm
with never complain ♪ ♪ She make wanna leave the
one I'm with Usher Raymond ♪ ♪ Probably didn't register,
don't trip, later on it will ♪ ♪ Shorty full of drama,
like Gangsta Gri-zills ♪ ♪ I finally noticed
it, it finally hit me ♪ ♪ Like Tina did Ike in the
limo, it finally hit me ♪ ♪ I got a new chick, and she ain't you ♪ ♪ She Paula Patton thick,
she give me déjà vu ♪ ♪ And all that attitude,
I don't care 'bout it ♪ ♪ But all that shit I do for
her, you gon' hear 'bout it ♪ ♪ Breezy rep two up, two down ♪ ♪ But I'm just puttin' two up,
chuckin' up the deuce now ♪ ♪ I'm on some new shit ♪ ♪ I'm chucking my deuces up to her ♪ ♪ Deuces ♪ ♪ I'm moving on to something
better, better, better ♪ ♪ No more trying to make it work ♪ ♪ Deuces ♪ ♪ You made me wanna say
bye, bye, say bye, bye ♪ ♪ Say bye, bye to her ♪
♪ Deuces ♪ ♪ You made me wanna say
bye, bye, say bye, bye ♪ ♪ Say bye, bye to her ♪
♪ Deuces ♪ (upbeat hip-hop music continues)
