Agitated - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Buddy]

First time I'd seen that girl

Said I need that girl, and

Every time I see that girl

Can't believe that girl, cause

She fine and she brown

And she thick in the butt, but

She be walking around, with a stick in her butt

Talking about everything that nigga do in my life

And how I ain't doing it right, and

I'm was trying to do what it do for the night

But she ain't in the mood for the night, nah

She be acting rude in the middle of the room

And she really ain't cute when she fight, she

Told me she don't like it when I go to the stu'

But I told her to get used to the life, and

That's when I said I'm about to leave

Than she said boy oh no you don't

Now she all yelling in my ear

I'm like girl you should slow your roll

Now this girl scratch me on my arm

I just start heading towards the door

God damn man I know I'm a Star

And it's kind of bizarre

Let me hop in the car, cause

[Hook: Buddy]

Ooh baby girl you got me agitated, agitated

Let's hit rewind because I'm going out my mind

You best be lucky that you so fine

Because if you wasn't girl I wouldn't put up with it

[X2]

(Damn, she scratch me and I'm bleeding. I'm gonna get out of here man.)

[Verse 2: Buddy]

Now my car seat is cold, but I'm off on the road

And my girlfriend at home, feeling lost and alone

So she calls on the phone but she's talking a bunch, and

Only thing I could think, it's probably that time of the month, she

Talking pretty fast and she sound really mad

Because she's trying to get it all off her chest, I

Hang up in her face in the middle of the place

Now she's trying to send it all in a text, one

More paragraph in all caps

Talking about how I'm still involved with my ex, than

I reply back because I really had to ask if she even had a heart in her chest, now

She's crying and it's kind of getting all up in my vertebrae

And plus she's whining so I can't understand half the words she say

And now it's getting kind of late

I don't know where I'm supposed to lay

Running gas while I'm on the road

But I think it's time that I go home

Even though you wrong, girl I won't be long

With a love so strong, can't break our bond

But let me ask you baby, why must you agitate me?

Just look how mad you made me

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Sir Michael Rocks]

What's your name? I forgot

It's your man, Mikey Rocks

I got the spot that you can't have

Pop a cap in your fake ass

Banco popular, get your binoculars

And get a good look while we're riding by you

Just glad I can lend a hand to all the little niggas I inspire

Even when it's down to the wire

When they put the flames to the fryer

Hop out of the pan into the fire

You can have everything that you desire

I can put you to bed, you feel tired

I wanna see you sweat and perspire

You the life of the party and I hope you stay

They paid to put your name on the flyer

God damn I'm on her like a cop-cop

She's middle class with some ass and she talks proper

A jaw dropper for sure I'm in the Cayman

But I'm thinking I should hardtop her

Mix it with the hard vodka

What's up, What's up just fuck me right

The naked truth is better than the best dressed lie

I know you're tired of waiting, that shit be aggravating

But I don't got the patience, that shit be agitating, yeah

[Bridge: Buddy]

Baby knows she's bad, Baby knows she's bomb

So even if I'm mad, I'm going to stay calm

But let me ask you baby, why must you agitate me?

Just look how mad you made me