Lyricist : Paul Catalano
Composer : Paul Catalano
I don’t wanna tho, why we gotta go
What if we
What if they will never see what we see
Why’s it even matter?
Why we gotta go back
Why can’t we just leave
Let me sit here and let me be
This old place
Y’all sit tight
'Cause this dude take a knife to fist-fight
It’s gonna be a-okay
Why you so fake
I been sent back to do a motherfu**ing expose
You do all the right things
You pull all the nice strings
Ay, you lookin' for a pat on the back
With an atta boy, ya
Ay, your lips gonna bleed
You do all the right things
You pull all the nice strings
Ay, you lookin' for a pat on the back
With an atta boy, ya
Ay, your lips gonna bleed
You the a** kiss king
Do you like pressure, I don’t take no pleasure
Ya, you hype yourself up like you so damn clever
And it’s on
Yeah
I know you really care
I mean, c’mon, yeah
You ain’t got nothing good to say
Hey listen
I know you think you smoking everybody else
It’s all up in your head, 'cause when you by yourself
It’s do or die
Instead you’d rather pride yourself on shit
That’s never gonna stick
You do all the right things
You pull all the nice strings
Ay, you lookin' for a pat on the back
With an atta boy, ya
Ay, your lips gonna bleed
You do all the right things
You pull all the nice strings
Ay, you lookin' for a pat on the back
With an atta boy, ya
Ay, your lips gonna bleed
You the a** kiss king
Oh yeah
You been really acting like a fool, oh ya
You forgot I brought you to the school, oh yeah
You been biting off me till you blue
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
(You do all the right things)
Oh yeah
You been really acting like a fool, oh ya
(You pull all the nice strings)
You forgot I brought you to the school, oh yeah
You been biting off me till you blue
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
You do all the right things (yeah, yeah)
You pull all the nice strings (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ay, you lookin' for a pat on the back
With an atta boy, ya
Ay, your lips gonna bleed
You do all the right things (yeah, yeah)
ou pull all the nice strings (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ay, you lookin' for a pat on the back
With an atta boy, ya
Ay, your lips gonna bleed
You the a** kiss king
