under the sheets
chiddy bang
you left a blood stain on the floor
you set your sights on him
you left a hand print on the door
her clothes were never off
we still have hours to run about
i've seen you in a fight you lost
i've seen you in a fii-ii-ii-ii-ght
we're under the sheets and you're killing me
in our house made of paper
were under the sheets and you're killin' me
it's that shit you can move to
i ain't worry about the critics but why you tell your friends that i hit it then i quit it
i'm just laid back don't think i'm a party guy
and if you look at me i bet i have you starry eyed
what kind of car i drive don't even know hard like uk shit 20 below
and miss gol. ding is explo. ding
i rebound dennis rodman with a nose ring
my name chiddy and she know i'm going to bang though
uh and that's word to the uk
i keep it kickin n pushing like i was lupe
and i still could care less what you say
uh my last shorty. she was down to ride
i killed her under the sheets it was homicide
we're under the sheets and you're killing me
in our house made of paper
we're under the sheets and you're killin' me
let me tell you what was crazy though i fell in love with a shorty up on the radio
and what did i call her a queen
psychedelic shit got all kinds of green
chiddy bang. spam we all on the scene
used to be academic probation and deans
now we sewing the machine
i flow and get the cream take it apart and everytime i try to fix it i be breakin' her heart
then shit got worse when we made it to charts
now it's different niece want to tell em faces apart
shorty don't leave me i make it so easy
she needs me but i ain't locked down like weezy
i make her give me one on the cheek
and she ain't over me yet so i put her under the sheets
we're under the sheets and you're killing me
in our house made of paper
we're under the sheets and you're
we're under the sheets and you're killing me
in our house made of paper
were under the sheets and you're killin me