Much Better Down There - Eric Serra

You fucking groupie, pick up the goddamn phone Bitch, where the fuck were you Tuesday? With who you say? I wasn't at the studio bitch, what'd you do screw Dre? You went there looking for me? Ooh, that excuse is too lame Keep playing me you're gonna end up with a huge goose egg You fake, lying slut you never told me you knew Drake And Lupe? You want to lose two legs? You try to flip this on me? If I spent more time with you You say "Okay, yeah, I'm cuckoo, hey?" Well, screw you And I'd be the third person who screwed you today Oh, four? Dre, Drake, Lupe? Oh touché You were too two-faced for me Thought you was my number one, true blue ace but you ain't And I can see you and you make that little boo-boo face 'Cause I'm hanging up this phone boo, you make my fucking Bluetooth ache You feeling blue too late, go smurf yourself You make me wanna smurfin' puke blue Kool Aid Here's what you say to someone you hate My life would be so much better If you just dropped dead I was laying in bed last night thinking And this thought just popped in my head And I thought, wouldn't shit just be a lot easier If you dropped dead? I would feel so much better Think I just relapsed, this bitch pushed me over the brink Hop on the freeway trying to get some time alone and just think Then the cops pulled me over but they let me go 'Cause I told 'em I'm only driving drunk, 'cause that bitch drove me to drink I'm back on my fuck hoes, but a whole new hatred for blondes But bias? I hate all bitches the same, baby come on Excuse the pun but bitch is such a broad statement And I am channeling my anger through every single station it's on 'Cause a woman broke my he-art, I say he-art 'Cause you ripped it in two pa-arts, and threw it in the garbage Who do you think you are, bitch? Guess it's time for me To get the dust off and pick myself up off the carpet But I'll never say the L-word again, I L-L-L-L... Lesbian! Ahh, I hope you hear this song and go into a cardiac arrest My life would be so much better if you just My life would be so much better If you just dropped dead I was laying in bed last night thinking And this thought just popped in my head And I thought, wouldn't shit just be a lot easier If you dropped dead? I would feel so much better 'Cause you told me, you love me, forever, bitch, that was a lie Now I never, wanted someone, to die, so bad in my fucking life But fuck it, there's other fish in the sea And I'mma have a whale of a time Being a single sailor for the night, bitch on a scale of, 1 to 10 Shit, I must be the holy grail of, catches Ho, I got an Oscar attached to my fucking name, de la I might hit the club, find a chick that's tailor made for me Say fuck it kick some shots back, get hammered and nail her These bitches tryna get attached but they're failing to latch onto the tail Of my bumper to scratch them with the back of my trailer Like I'm itchin' to get hitched, yeah, I'm rich as a bitch But bitches ain't shit, I'd rather leave a bitch in a ditch Bitch you complain when you listen to this But you still throw yourself at me, that's what I call pitchin' a bitch That's why I'm swinging at this chicks on sight Long as I got a bat and two balls it's foul, but my dick's on strike So all that love shit is null and void, bitch I'm a droid I avoid Cupid stupid wasn't for blowjobs you'd be unemployed Oi-oi-oi, man oh man, you boy-boy-boy's getting sick of these girls-girls-girls Oink-oink-oink, you fucking pigs, all you're good for is doink-doink-doink I got 99 problems and a bitch ain't one She's all 99 of 'em I need a machine gun I take 'em all out I hope you hear this song and go into a cardiac arrest Have a heart attack and just drop dead And I'ma throw a fucking party after this, 'cause yes My life will be so much better If you just dropped dead (I hate you) I was laying in bed last night thinking And this thought just popped in my head And I thought, wouldn't shit just be a lot easier If you dropped dead? I would feel so much better I'm just playing bitch, you know I love you

I bought myself an aeroplane To see how high that it could take me I made it past the Milky Way But it seems I'm still not even close I'm having dinner with the king, the queen I swear I'm living out my wildest dreams I'm tryna give the DJ all of me But I'm dancing like a ghost 'Cause no matter who l love And no matter who I touch I'm afraid there isn't much Without you See, look at all my stuff You would think I had enough But I swear there isn't much Without you I bought a house and named it after you I keep it dark to kill the afternoons I fill my bedroom up with big balloons But there's still not much to hold (there's still nothing to hold) I threw a party and I hoped you'd come I guess the postman delivered wrong They're tryna to set me up with Mike or John But I'd rather just get old 'Cause no matter how l'm loved (I'm loved, I'm loved) And no matter how I'm touched (I'm touched, I'm touched) I'm afraid there isn't much (isn't much, isn't much) Without you See, look at all my stuff (my stuff, my stuff) You would think I had enough (enough, enough) I'm afraid there isn't much (isn't much, isn't much) Without you Oh God, God willing You'll find it in your heart and whisper I'm forgiven I've taken you for granted, baby, I admit it But all I really want All I really want Baby, all I really want is you I regret it, I get it There's nothing and there's no one quite like you I'm begging You got me on my knees this afternoon Pathetic But all I really want Baby, all I really want is you 'Cause no matter who l love (I love, I love) And no matter who I touch (I touch, I touch) I'm afraid there isn't much (isn't much, isn't much) Without you See, look at all my stuff (my stuff, my stuff) You would think I've had enough (enough, enough) But I swear there isn't much (isn't much, isn't much) Without you

It doesn't get much better than this Spent too much time getting ready for this These days it seems I just can't miss And I must confess It don't get much better than this (Baby, Aha) Don't get much better than this (Aha) Don't get much better than this (Baby, Aha) Don't get much better than this Don't get much better than this And you know summer time is the perfect time (Yeah) I'm gon' win that race if I cross that line (Yeah, yeah) For every question, I got answers baby (For ya, for ya) I'm tryna touch you girl, [??] everywhere (Yeah, yeah) Just don't fuck up the vibe Panties and problems, put them to the side Pop that champagne, glasses up to the sky Why not just live, have a helluva time with me (Yeah) It doesn't get much better than this Spent too much time getting ready for this These days it seems I just can't miss And I must confess It don't get much better than this (Baby, Aha) Don't get much better than this (Aha) Don't get much better than this (Baby, Aha) Don't get much better than this Don't get much better than this We don' been through it all They was praying on our downfall We move mountains, not down to walls Funny how they hate, then try to steal the soap Bounce back after a loss Stand out the way of the law Fast lane [??] gonna make the boy drop jaw Candy paint on it, make this girl drop draws Woah, let's celebrate (Mm) You ain't get money, then I can't relate like Ohh, Ahh, Ohh, Ohh Ahh I ain't never felt this good in my life It doesn't get much better than this Spent too much time getting ready for this These days it seems I just can't miss And I must confess It don't get much better than this (Baby, Aha) Don't get much better than this (Aha) Don't get much better than this (Baby, Aha) Don't get much better than this Don't get much better than this I'm getting pretty good at the good life Every play that I make is a highlight I got a girl put the good good in the good night She giving me that look, that's a good sign And she mighty fine So it's easy like post-game lay-ups Sharper than a needle at the place they filmed Call game major, achieve game major She know I crush a lot and I'm a player All around the world, we seen it & we don' it Tell 'em G how we run it Shift gears and gun it I reminisce when I open up the safe Dodged every mouse trap in this rat race It doesn't get much better than this Spent too much time getting ready for this These days it seems I just can't miss And I must confess It don't get much better than this (Baby, Aha) Don't get much better than this (Aha) Don't get much better than this (Baby, Aha) Don't get much better than this Don't get much better than this

I get a rep for breakin' hearts Now I'm done with superstars And all the tears on her guitar I'm not bitter But now I see Everything I'd ever need Is the girl in front of me She's much better You I wanna fly with You Tear up the sky with You You're much better You I wanna fight with You Make up tonight with You You're much better Now I've got some enemies And they're all friends suddenly BFF's eternally But I'm not bitter I believe that the road that people lead Helps you find the one you need You're much better Yeah You I wanna fly with You Tear up the sky with You You're much better You're much better, girl You I wanna fight with You Make up tonight with You You're much better Ooh, yeah You I wanna fly with You Tear up the sky with you You Oh, you're much better You I wanna fight with you You Make up tonight with you You Oh-oh, you're much better You're much better, girl Ooh-ooh-hoo (You) Yow You I wanna fight with you You Oh-oh-oh (You're much better) You're much better, girl Oh You You You You're much better You You You You're much better