Lyrics : Ghostface Killah/Infinite Coles
Music : Ben Reed/Burt Bacharach/Ghostface Killah/Infinite Coles/Richard Russell/Timmaz Zolleyn
Oh, you
What am I doin' anywhere?
Yeah, yeah
Haha
Uh-huh
Hey
Who the fxck said you was invited?
It was uncut and you just defiled it
End of the night, let's try to revive it
We'll make it home, you know we'll survive it
No time for insights, stopped at the red light
Everyone jumped out the ride
Shook, but I'm hype, never been the type
So b!tch, get the fxck out the car
Way too much
B!tch, you're fine
You're fine
Hahahahahaha
B!tch, you tryin'
Oh, you
Right in the middle of anywhere
Oh, you
Right in the middle of anywhere
Yo, yo, yo
John Belushi shadows on, flyin' on the FDR
Gucci Guilty cologne, a b!tch named Caviar
Loyal to game, now she's fxckin' with the King of Hearts
Good pussy cleanin' my wallows while I'm writin' darts
Feelin' like Don Johnson, that man from Miami Vice
Casinos, they stop all bets when they hand me dice
Ferragamo foot rugs, two couples in the black Wraith
White Range Rover, two with boys in black face
Be easy, we bumpin' "Stayin' Alive" by the Bee Gees
B!tch sniffed all my fxckin' coke bein' greedy (Fxck outta here)
I grabbed the jacket, she grabbed the Fiji
And threw up Domino's pizza all on the TV
Said, "Fxck you, Ghostface" and cracked my CV
She took one leg out the car and took that pee-pee
Told my man behind the wheel that she's feelin' freaky
His girl said, "Uh-uh, b!tch, fxck you Kiki"
Oh, you
Right in the middle of anywhere
Oh, you
Right in the middle of anywhere
This is a downpour, not scatty showers
Dippin in a min and soaked in an hour
Mash out the windows, here comes the sirens
Started off quiet, now we're on fire
B!tch, you're fine
You're fine
B!tch, you tryin'
Oh, you
Right in the middle of anywhere
Oh, you
Right in the middle of anywhere
Holy sh!t (Yeah)
Ah, fxck it, I'm not even gonna try to follow that
Y'all go have a cigarette, we'll be back in five minutes