Lyrics: Timothy Johnson
Music: Timothy Johnson
(Intro)
She be thinking, she be thinking
Do-Re-Mi, I hate the whole world right now, now
Told her why the other linked in
I swear that it's about to go down, down
She be thinking, she be thinking
Do-Re-Mi, I hate the whole world right now, now
Told her why the other linked in
I swear that it's about to go down, down
She told me, how you gonna break my heart like that
You can't run around and thinking you're smart like that
Pick up the pace, gotta win me the race, gotta get me the cake, we spark like that
How you gonna spaz and Getaway Car like that?
You want me to try to spin and get hard like that
That's how she get scar like that
She gonna pick up the wood and hit it hard like that
She be reeled, out the bar
She wanted her Balenci's that come pink and yellow
You think that it's crazy how i do it, I said i redo that on title
I make Rockstar shit, young babe, heavy metal
I'm Dayytona, please put your foot up on the pedal
Let's get lit, turn it up another level, saying let's get lit, turn it up another level
She said that nigga done broke my heart, and her past nigga done broke her heart
She can't last a nigga with a broken heart, how you laughing at a broken heart?
She be reeled, out the bar
She wanted her Balenci's that come pink and yellow
You think that it's crazy how i do it, I said i redo that on title
Do-Re-Mi, I hate the whole world right now, now
Told her why the other linked in
I swear that it's about to go down, down
(How you gonna break her heart like that? Yuh, yuh)
(Pick up the pace, gotta win me the race, gotta get me the cake, we spark like that)
(How you gonna break her heart like that? Oh, yeah)
(Pick up the pace, gotta win me the race, gotta get me the cake, we spark like that)