Glupies - Glue

I was sitting at a table waiting for the check to come

Eating hella cheap cause I’m only a party of one

She must have noticed how lonely I’ve become

Or the c notes I counted with the top of my thumb

Left a huge tip cause I’ve got it like that

Swept her off her feet to forget the past

She was the stereotypical, easy to get

Mythological goddess, with the world in her step

Even at my best, I was feeling ashamed

My rejection to her question was suddenly feeding her flame

I fired the first shot, but it was only warning

That vodka never said I’d look ugly in the morning

Once the high wears off and your clothes are on the floor

I’d rather buy you a taxi than make us both into whores

The lust is never worth making your life worse

Even if she was the freshest thing to walk god’s earth

Women need love, but these are games

Talk a lot of nothing, show a lot shame

One night’s not enough to make you rich

You need a little less beer, not so quick

A million rappers who fall for these traps

Trust me, my baby don’t look like that

Show goggles, makes models, out of skin and bones

Stop looking for a bed, start looking for a home

Smooth and specific, body looking terrific

Athletic and gifted, but a broke down gimmick

Full of chopped lines, with a white stereotype

Bloody nose sniffing like she just lost a fight

Got a thing for performers and anything that walks

Hardly wanna pass her by if all she wanted was talk

I Swear I’m the nice guy, never giving the vibe

But she’s thinking I look gullible and gives it a try

Ms. Bar patron all over again

Looking drunk and stumbling getting a drink from a friend

The money is a bonus, she already knows this

It’s more about the fame and people, who notice

Strobe light honey, face out of focus

So lonely, so obvious, heartbreaking hopeless

City any city, the network don’t stop

It’s a trip, what she’ll give for hip-hop

Women need love, but these are games

Talk a lot of nothing, show a lot shame

One night’s not enough to make you rich

You need a little less beer, not so quick

A million rappers who fall for these traps

Trust me, my baby won’t look like that

Show goggles, makes models, out of skin and bones

Stop looking for a bed, start looking for a home

Shorty acting like she really wants to know my name

Getting my credit card number running her tight game

No way I’m falling for it despite all the big words

Ain’t nothing more enticing than exciting pretty girls

That’s exactly the problem so obvious to see

Lady don’t tek no, but this lady’s talking to me

Her intentions were dripping off her crimson fangs

Telling me she came to return the vibes I gave

I’m not looking for a one-night stand

I don’t need a quick fix, and master plan

To smash a first name, I didn’t bother to get

Body made of beer and layer of sweat

Dance maniac, loving every line I say

Guest list queen, never seems to pay

Cultured in her music, acts like an expert

Unemployed until tour then it’s time to work

Buys merch from everybody, but never cd’s

She’s got a barter system, works perfectly

Low cut shirt, never hurts to wear

Attention getter better get her VIP this year

Shakes the hand, got the look in the eye

Motel key sitting next to her thigh

Ready for the sing along, it goes like this

The poison is yours, it just takes one kiss

I’m looking for dignity

Not a chick just to dig me

The last thing on my mind is sex with a stranger

I’m trying to play shows and make some paper

This is my living, stop killing all the feeling

Hey drunk girl stop sleeping

On your own self esteem

Thanks for digging the game but you’ve got the wrong team