Lyricist : Jessie Murph/Jeff Gitelman/Gabe Simon/Carrie K/Daniel Tannenbaum
Composer : Jessie Murph/Jeff Gitelman/Gabe Simon/Carrie K/Daniel Tannenbaum
I ain't no man in the middle
That ain't no man, that's the devil
He actin' all confidential
How 'bout that thirty-eight special?
I ain't no ****ing beginner, hm-mm
And I veto, any boy with agenda
He walk around in that denim
Look good and bad and the random
There's only one he can handle
That boy go bad in the night time
That boy got hands on the wrong thighs
I got that dolce on that dolce on that dolce on mine
That boy woke up in the wrong room
Two girls and two bad tattoos
I know what's up and what went down up in room 432
Desperado, you son of a bitch
Chicago slutted up at the Ritz
I don't, I didn't sign up for this
You ****ing son of a mm-mm
Wild thoughts of pullin' up where you at
With champagne and a Louisville bat
I know you didn't sign up for this
You ****in' son of a bitch
I ain't no dame, I'm the devil
This side of me, she ain't Jessie
I got some plans of redemption
Some other plans I won't mention
You're gonna ****ing remember
That girl rolled up in a G5
Laid back and sharpened my knife
I cut it off like Lorena
I'll take what's left of your pride
I think that judge would agree
You ****ed up ****in' with me
You know a passionate woman, ain't make the worst into me
Desperado, you son of a bitch
Chicago slutted up at the Ritz
I don't, I didn't sign up for this
You ****ing son of a mm-mm
Wild thoughts of, pullin' up where you at
With champagne and a Louisville bat
I know you didn't sign up for this
You ****in' son of a bitch
Oh-woah-oh, oh-oh, oh
Ooh-woah-oh, ooh-woah-oh, ooh-woah-oh, ooh-woah-oh, ooh-woah-oh
Oh-woah-oh, oh-oh, oh
Ooh-woah-oh, ooh-woah-oh, ooh-woah-oh, ooh-woah-oh, ooh-woah-oh, oh
You ****in' son of a bitch
