Man what should I say
Make her give me play
Look dead in her face
Bump her by mistake
Nothings by mistake
Geechee mellow yellow
Chilling with the fellas
Tryna' teach em better
She be tryna' help em
Lemme' help you catch her
5-9-10-11
Six feet in stilettos
Booty level-level
Who knew you'd be stressful
And stress could be so helpful
No more campus housing
Sleeping on them couches
Spot too overcrowded
Guess I won that ball game
My bachelor in the hallway
In and out of town-ers
Holding up the counter
Kick it with bouncers
Such a helluva off day
My bachelor in the hallway
We've been off and on
Since the crack of dawn
Singing on the porch
You know this song's yours
I gave up on hope
Love leave you soaked
My patnas love your soul
You hate most of them though
I think this going wrong
Roll up and head home
Chillin in mama yard
With a few Backwood Cigars
Now you the nightmare of my dreams
Just because I did them things
(Them little-little things)
No more campus housing
Sleeping on them couches
Spot too overcrowded
Guess I won that ball game
My bachelor in the hallway
Pour purple in my wave
Dab up what I waste
Back up give her space
We both out of place
Sharing a pair of skates
Headed our separate ways
We reneged on our deal
Left our little hill
Changed the way we lived
We deleted our the end
Now you slide In my D-M
And those haters gone have words for us
Teacher say Love hurting us
So I don't come Home from working
(Blocked me off her page
Everybody's fake
I think everybody's fake
For lying to her face
Lying to her face
I continue to go to work)
And my girl don't know my off day
No more campus housing
Sleeping on them couches
Spot too overcrowded
Guess I won that ball game
My bachelor in the hallway
In and out of town-ers
Holding up the counter
Kick it with bouncers
Such a helluva off day
My bachelor in the hallway