Dao Jones - About Love lyrics
rate mefeat. YC the Cynic
I think I need to get out of this town
I used to be too focused but I’m out of it now
Too busy getting fucked up, going out in the town
And the chicks don’t wont relationships but they putting out for the doubt
And that’s fucking with me, what the fuck’s up with me?
I used to always prefer to just fuck and relieve
Now I’m growing attached, hitting hoes on the jack
I bet she fucking around, she ain’t phoning me back
Take this tip from me, creeping on mid-twenties
Every single girl you meet gonna be a bit slutty
Or a bit crazy or a bitch, maybe all three
Will she fuck with your head? Probably
Chicks from …sending messages and Facebook pokes
Any chance I’m actually gonna date them? No
Exaggerating and acting like they’re raped and cold
This is life I’m at the butt of a damn cook joke
Fuck, no love in my life, no drugs and no vices
No one for advice, cold always from night shit
Ok, I be your jerk, bitch, I fuck with you and I flirt, bitch
Don’t call me back, well that’s perfect, I’mma hit you back with these verses
I fuck with them while you date those
Love women, I hate hoes, calling me a whore? Who the fuck are you?
Get the fuck out of my face, hoe
Spent one night in my bed, ain’t even give me no head
Let alone a fuck that will open up, zone out to what the hooker says
What is there about love?
Fuck you, bitch
What is there about love?
What is there about love?
‘Cause we fight and we love
So be nice but be tough
‘Cause we fight and we love
So be nice but be tough
There, there, baby, I be back in a fortnight
Fall through the night, now you back in my fort
Tryina pull back what you’re for, she was liking your foresight
Making love like we making up for the lost time
Breaking up till we making up then I make it up to you by smearing your makeup
Upright, legs up, I’m shooting their face up
But you were just mad at me for making you wait up
Yeah, I’m sorry but I need the space, more needed a break, more needed to leave
Less needed to stay, I needed a Four Seasons for a season a day
I forfeit at my way, you four feet away
I fall to my knees, pull up a beat outta break
Instead of going to see your shrink, I just speak and add a delay
Let me breath, get out of my way
Keep your feelings and your sorrows till I’m lonely in a day
I be calling you tomorrow, I know
What is there about love?
What is there about love?
What is there about love?
What is there about love?
And that feels you with dread
I think I need to get out of this town
I used to be too focused but I’m out of it now
Too busy getting fucked up, going out in the town
And the chicks don’t wont relationships but they putting out for the doubt
