Muddy Feet

I don't know who the hell you think you're messing with
Get the fuck out of my house with that shit
Get the fuck out of my life with that shit
And I don't know who the hell you think you're messing with
Get the fuck out of my house with that shit
Get the fuck out of my life with that shit

You smell like perfume that I didn't purchase
Now I know why you've been closing the curtains (uh-uh)
Get the fuck out of my house

You're coming 'round with your muddy feet
I'mma 'bout to do something 'bout it
Yeah, I'mma have to do something 'bout it
You keep coming 'round with your muddy feet
And I'mma have to do something 'bout it
Yeah, I'mma 'bout to do something 'bout it

Back and forth always questioning my questioning
Get the fuck out of my head with that shit
Get the fuck out of my bed with that shit

You've watered the weeds and you killed all the roses
Worthy arrives when the other door closes (uh-uh)
So get the fuck out of my house with that shit

You're coming 'round (coming 'round, baby)
With your muddy feet
I'mma 'bout to do something 'bout it (what I do)
Yeah, I'mma have to do something 'bout it (what I do)
And I don't know who you're messing with
Yeah, I'mma have to do something 'bout it (what I do)
I'm about to do something 'bout it

Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, mm
Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, mm
Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, mm (you're coming around)
Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, mm (you're coming around, baby)
(What I do, what I do)
Get the fuck out of my house with that shit