The Twitter Making Sense of Reddit’s Relationships Subthread

Relationships are hard, and it’s a big reason why advice columns have such storied tradition. But with the advent of the internet, new online forums have become the de facto way to seek relationship help, including the ever-popular r/relationship_advice community on Reddit. That said, with our collective penchant for cross-platform posting, it’s no surprise that the @Redditships Twitter account — which documents some of the subreddit’s strangest posts — has taken off and spawned its very own community.

Boasting over 365,000 followers, @Redditships is the brainchild of two UK-based friends, who go by the pseudonyms Shao and Kastilya. Inspired by similar accounts that screenshotted things like funny Yahoo! Answers, the duo decided to start their own archive of the best Reddit relationship posts that they were sending to each other. And now, three years down the line, the account has taken on a life of its own thanks to viral screenshots of things like the boyfriend bird murderer or a man who won’t propose until his girlfriend sells her porn store/strip club.

My (25m) bf had angered crows and magpies and now they’re defecating on my car https://t.co/eHQcqZAR9G pic.twitter.com/qE4PNx9kaA

— relationships.txt (@redditships) August 10, 2019

According to Shao, the account actually started right around the time they stopped using Reddit. As a queer person of color, they explained that the platform’s problems with racism and transphobia — stemming from the fact that it has “a much less diverse population that’s mostly middle-class white dudes or mostly straight people with a certain perspective” — caused them to leave. That said, both Shao and Kastilya believe the @Redditships Twitter is a “nice way to see the content and not have to deal with the rest of Reddit.

“It’s the Reddit r/relationship_advice experience without the bigotry and the sadness. There’s something really nice in that, because Reddit is so huge, and it’s been a breeding ground for some really terrible movements and mindsets that radicalize certain groups of people, by which I mean straight, white guys,” Kastilya explained. “But the fact that we can take something this big and present it through a filter that’s not bigoted — that is accepting and affirming of identities of color, queer identities, feminism and non-toxic constructions of gender — I think is something really big.”

Not only that, but Shao also said that since r/relationship_advice is less moderated than other subreddits, there “is a lot of stuff that could be triggering to some people.” And so, they see the @Redditships Twitter as a good way to still engage and talk about the content without seeing other posts that “could be traumatic for some to read.” After all, as Kastilya added, they hope that sharing these posts “helps someone.”

“There’s also the question of, ‘Is this new?’ If it is, people are more likely to pay attention and maybe there’s something they can learn from it, rather than something that’s been seen before,” she said. “Maybe someone is like, ‘Oh my god, I thought I was the only one who dated someone like this. But no, it’s not like, ‘I’m the problem.’ There’s just people like this out there,”

As for their curation process, Shao and Kastilya said it hinges upon three key questions: Does this make me sad? Is it interesting? Or is it just funny? And while Shao explained that it’s a case-by-case basis and the line between sad and interesting can be tenuous, they generally try to avoid the overtly sad posts, especially as of late seeing as how “the world has enough reasons to be sad,” right now.

They also noted that the subreddit as a whole has become “much sadder” in light of the global pandemic — something that has forced them to rethink the kind of content they share. After all, as more and more relationship problems are exacerbated by anxiety, being around their partners 24/7, and logistical issues that make leaving abusive partners difficult, they’ve found themselves opting for more lighthearted content. Such as the infamous post about the man who kept getting into fights with a Waffle House cook.

“Things like the Waffle House story, there’s a world where this is plausible. At the same time, there’s a 10% chance it’s real, but it was just fun,” Shao said. “But since the global pandemic, I’m much less inclined to be like, ‘I’m not going to post this because it’s fake.'”

However, they also frequently think about the ethics related to giving this content a potentially larger audience than it would typically be exposed to. While the advice seekers are posting on a public forum, Kastilya said that they do refrain from reposting things like clear-cut abusive situations, people “clearly experiencing some sort of mental break” or questions from minors. That is, unless it’s something “completely unsexual,” like a teen asking for cute memes to send to his girlfriend.

Generally though, their guideline to posting involves whether or not they are “exposing this to a larger audience than Reddit is,” even if “most of the time, the answer is no.” Granted, @Redditships’s large platform is also something they’ve had to reckon with as of late. According to Shao, after including a link to a post about a woman whose partner had put up a wall of their nudes, the original post was flooded by Twitter users — a practice known as “brigading” — and was eventually deleted for that reason.

“So now, I’m rethinking whether we should put the link in or not,” they said, before explaining that they don’t usually include the link until a post hits Reddit’s “All” front page. Both Shao and Kastilya said that they also try to be conscious of whether or not the original poster previously shared any identifying information in past comments, and do not post if they have.

But at the end of the day, they hope that @Redditships is helping others. Citing a recent post that “was from the perspective of the abuser,” Shao explained that “the conversation it spawned was really interesting and felt useful for some people.”

“[It raised issues of] how abusers behave and how to identify abuse,” they said, later adding that they were heartened to see people sharing advice and quotes that helped them through similar situations.

“The post was nuts, and it wasn’t a good story to read, but it was almost affirming because his partner — hopefully now ex-partner — was taking all routes to get away from him… And all the updates were like, ‘She’s not responding,'” they explained. “It had value in its own way.”

Welcome to “Sex with Sandra,” a column by Sandra Song about the ever-changing face of sexuality. Whether it be spotlight features on sex work activists, deep dives into hyper-niche fetishes, or overviews on current legislation and policy, “Sex with Sandra” is dedicated to examining some of the biggest sex-related discussions happening on the Internet right now.

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Justin Bieber – Yummy (Country Remix) Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro: Florida Georgia Line]
Yummy
Yo, JB
Talk to ’em one time

[Chorus: Justin Bieber]
Yeah, you got that yummy-yum
That yummy-yum, that yummy-yummy
Yeah, you got that yummy-yum
That yummy-yum, that yummy-yummy
Say the word, on my way
Yeah, babe, yeah, babe, yeah, babe
Any night, any day
Say the word, on my way
Yeah, babe, yeah, babe, yeah, babe
In the mornin’ or the late
Say the word, on my way

[Verse 1: Justin Bieber]
Bona fide stallion
In no stable, no, you stay on the run
Ain’t on the side, you’re number one
Yeah, every time I come around, you get ‘er done

[Pre-Chorus: Justin Bieber]
Fifty-fifty, love the way you split it
Hundred racks, help me spend it, baby
Light a match, get litty, baby
That horseback, watch the sunset kinda, yeah, yeah
Rollin’ eyes back in my head, make my toes curl, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Justin Bieber & Florida Georgia Line]
Yeah, you got that yummy-yum
That yummy-yum, that yummy-yummy
Yeah, you got that yummy-yum
That yummy-yum, that yummy-yummy
Say the word, on my way
Yeah, babe, yeah, babe, yeah, babe
Any night, any day
Say the word, on my way
Yeah, babe, yeah, babe, yeah, babe (Yeah, baby)
In the mornin’ or the late (Ha, these the boys)
Say the word, on my way (Florida Georgia Line)

[Verse 2: Florida Georgia Line]
Shoutout, girl, I’m on my way
I been up in Waffle House, but you my Chik-fil-A
And I been into waffle fries since our first date (Haha)
Ain’t got time for playin’, I’ma clean your whole plate (Girl, I’ma lick it up)
Woo, yes, yummy, let me take ya to the country
We can call it home cookin’, I’m your chicken, you my dumpling
We say grace, I say thanks, for my baby and this drink
Let me slide on over, girl, and get a taste (Let’s roll)

[Chorus: Justin Bieber with Florida Georgia Line]
Yeah, you got that yummy-yum
That yummy-yum, that yummy-yummy (You stay flexin’ on me)
Yeah, you got that yummy-yum (Yeah, yeah)
That yummy-yum, that yummy-yummy
Say the word, on my way
Yeah, babe, yeah, babe, yeah, babe (Yeah, babe)
Any night, any day
Say the word, on my way
Yeah, babe, yeah, babe, yeah, babe (Yeah, babe)
In the mornin’ or the late
Say the word, on my way

[Break: Justin Bieber & Florida Georgia Line]
Yummy
Ooh
Yeah, baby

[Pre-Chorus: Justin Bieber with Florida Georgia Line, Florida Georgia Line]
Fifty-fifty, love the way you split it
Hundred racks, help me spend it, baby
Light a match, get litty, baby
That horseback, watch the sunset kinda, yeah, yeah
Rollin’ eyes back in my head, make my toes curl, yeah, yeah (Good Lord)

[Chorus: Justin Bieber, Florida Georgia Line & Both]
Yeah, you got that yummy-yum
That yummy-yum, that yummy-yummy (Yeah, you keep flexin’ on me)
Yeah, you got that yummy-yum (Yeah, yeah)
That yummy-yum, that yummy-yummy
Say the word, on my way (Yeah, baby)
Yeah, babe, yeah, babe (Yes, yummy)
Yeah, babe, yeah, babe (Let me take ya to the country)
Any night, any day (We can call it home cookin’)
Say the word, on my way (I’m your chicken, you my dumpling)
Yeah, babe, yeah, babe (We say grace, I say thanks)
Yeah, babe, yeah, babe (For my baby and this drink)
In the mornin’ or the late (Let me slide on over, girl, and get a taste)
Say the word, on my way

Amber Yholeata – Intro lyrics

Describe yourself in two words: I said there ain’t no way.
I can give you a quick rundown if you want me to!

I’m not a morning person, but I like breakfast.
Meet me at the Waffle House, I can put you on my guest list!

I’m a night owl and Dee calls me her songbird.
I’ve been in love so you know that I’ve had my heart hurt

I am magical. I can change the weather. I don’t watch the news.
I could think of better things to do with my time.
I’m from Virginia, better things to do with my tiiiiime.
Alright? In case you wondered, I give you Chasing Summer…

Ugly God – Leave a Tip Lyrics

[Intro]
I’m not going anywhere, Nikko

[Verse 1: Ugly God]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, I’m flexin’ on my exes
New bitch, she too wavy, yuh
I’m in Houston, Texas touchin’ on a few ladies, yuh
I can’t trust a nigga, everybody fugazi, yuh
I ain’t text you baby, sorry I got too lazy, yuh
In my Jeep back and forth to AutoZone
Sippin’ lemonade but I still double up the Styrofoam
Pull up to your crib and serve you up like I was Domino’s
Then I hit your bitch, she feel the dick all in her collarbone
Pull up on your bitch and turn her on just like a flashlight
She keep comin’ back, she blow my dick just like a bagpipe
Niggas tough on Instagram, but in person they act right
I do this with no effort, I know these niggas mad tight

[Chorus: Ugly God & Splash Drexler]
Yeah, I’m walkin’ down the strip with your bitch, I’ma rub her hip
Nigga talkin’ shit, put that psh right up on his lip (brrr)
Ayy, I feel like the shit today (I feel like the shit today)
Woke up this morning, I might fuck your bitch today (Drexler, Drexler, Drexler)
Ayy, she gon’ suck the tip and leave a tip (and leave a tip)
Ayy, she gon’ suck the tip and leave a tip (and leave a tip)
Ayy, she gon’ suck the tip and leave a tip (and leave a tip)
Ayy, she gon’ suck the tip and leave a tip (Drexler, Drexler, Drexler)

[Verse 2: Splash Drexler]
New play, new lyin’ bitch
It’s a new AK4, no out a’ line bitch
Got a new K, threw away ’bout five sticks
Bitch I’m Splash Drexler, check my motherfuckin’ drip, nigga
Rented Beamer, goin’ 110 (skrrrt)
Pocket rocket, Glock with the beam, huh (brrr)
No more wearin’ seams (damn)
I know y’all ain’t no team, let me fuck your best friend
Me and your bitch booted up at the Waffle House, hope that she an’ anemic (yuh)
Money counter beepin’, need a red Hellcat
Push that bitch like a demon (push that hoe)
Tryna get my racks in
We heard that you was that nigga for the past tense
Fresh young nigga Splash Drexler get that pack in (yuh, yuh)
Look, look, look like money (brrr)
Smell like money, ain’t a damn stain on me
Ayy, fresh young nigga
Bitch, I’m that nigga, ain’t a damn stain on me (huh)

[Chorus: Ugly God & Splash Drexler]
Yeah, I’m walkin’ down the strip with your bitch, I’ma rub her hip
Nigga talkin’ shit, put that psh right up on his lip (brrr)
Ayy, I feel like the shit today (I feel like the shit today)
Woke up this morning, I might fuck your bitch today (Drexler, Drexler, Drexler)
Ayy, she gon’ suck the tip and leave a tip (and leave a tip)
Ayy, she gon’ suck the tip and leave a tip (and leave a tip)
Ayy, she gon’ suck the tip and leave a tip (and leave a tip)
Ayy, she gon’ suck the tip and leave a tip

[Outro]
Thanks Ugly God

Dirty mouth – Lil Yachty lyrics

Lyrics Lil Yachty – Dirty Mouth

Man, I’m on some sh*t right now
I’m on some, some, some rich nigga sh*t
Some millionaire sh*t
‘Cause lot of these niggas is pus*y
All these niggas is broke
I know these niggas is not doing what they pretend to be
Suck my d*ck, b*tch.(dirty mouth)

I don’t really care about my enemies
My new crib came with amenities
You gotta pay for my energy
You gotta pay for my ohh, ehh
Don’t make me pop up the trunk
Don’t make me two hand the pump
Don’t make me call up my bro
Pull up in that junk and go dump, dump, dump
I dress so these niggas can see me
I know your lil’ bro wanna be me
I know your lil’ sister wanna freak me
That’s probably why you wanna shoot me
That’s why your auntie is a groupie
Send me pictures of her coochie
She said they nicknamed her juicy
‘Cause she keep a wet pus*y
pus*y nigga don’t push me
I pull up deep, not just me
I brought a brand new chain
That sh*t dance like N-Sync, Justin
I saw your Rolex, brother
That bullsh*t started rustin’
None of you niggas impress me
None of you niggas would press me
I get more pus*y than Preston
My niggas bang red paisley, that’s for real
I made a full million off my deal
I made a full 5 out the next
Stupid b*tch tried to front on my name
I screenshotted every single text
b*tch I bite like a T-Rex
My future b*tch look better than my next
My next b*tch look like a top model
She suck d*ck like a baby bottle.

I’ma tell you like this, man
Youngest nigga in this motherf*cker, man
I’m not askin’ for your respect
I give a f*ck if you f*ck with me, nigga
I got M’s, nigga versuri-lyrics.info
I’m talkin’ ’bout the letter before N, nigga
M’s, b*tch boy.

I didn’t ask for respect, no
All I care about it my check
Louis Vuitton on my sneakers
My main b*tch a diva, she is a d*ck pleaser
Uh, I never miss like I’m Curry
Yeah, can’t eat that pus*y if it’s furry
My b*tch pus*y pink just like Kirby
My b*tch suck it up just like Kirby
She drives whips like it’s Kentucky Derby
She tote pistols so no one can hurt me
Don’t even try it though
I hit your mama at the Hyatt House
Then I offered her Waffle House
That b*tch could never see my penthouse
sh*t that’s just a fact
I nutted all on her back
I nutted all on her tracks
Slid my black card through her cracks
Nasty young nigga, I’m all in it
Posted on the block in a ball fitted
Posted on the block with the same niggas
I got that guap and it change niggas
Rappin’ a*s niggas love Dracos
I love the AR ’cause its range different
Ain’t supposed to talk about guns
‘Cause I gotta lot of sh*t goin’
I was trying to be the nice guy
Until these niggas thought I was hoein’
These niggas thought I was pus*y
I had to show ’em I’m ’bout it
I put that b*tch on my Snapchat
Watch how she start feelin’ clouted
She gon’ suck everyone around me
Fresh as hell like I wash laundry with Bounty
I can’t front like I didn’t come from my county
I know where I’m from, I’m my daddy’s son
I never switched up one time
Pick up that back end now it’s ice time
This boujee b*tch said that she’s hungry
Well stupid lil’ b*tch it’s rice timeee.(dirty mouth)
Lil Yachty lyrics
Video mouth

UNCLE MURDA – Statute Of Limitations lyrics

Oh yeah this the Lanny Grant Story nigga
Oh if you a real nigga you need to roll up some’ to this nigga
Drink some Hennessey nigga
See one of your man just locked up somebody nigga
Are we on real nigga time nigga ?
(Whoa)

[Hook: Uncle Murda]
We done killed a few lives niggas
A whole bunch of lame niggas
If it wasn’t for that statute of limitation not sayin’ them niggas names nigga
My niggas act you crazy (I know)
You talkin’ real crazy
Don’t let that rap shit go to your head
That throw yo’ black ass right in the feds

[Verse 1: Uncle Murda]
Fuck them niggas be killed they supposed to be dead (Fuck ’em)
It was them or us, so we them in the head
Fuck being broke, we supposed to get bread
You know what I do, if I get caught Imma go [?]
You think I give a fuck about theese rap nigga?
Being mad ’cause I dissed ’em on a track nigga
From where I see, from [?]
Don’t call me to get [?]
[?]
We ain’t doin’it here how Meech was doin’ it, but we doin’ it
We don’t pull out guns unless we shootin’ it (Bang Bang)
Shoot to kill no place it, broke [?] don’t spray right when we spray shit
Kids outside, [?]
Only [?]

[Hook: Uncle Murda]
We done killed a few lives niggas
A whole bunch of lame niggas
If it wasn’t for that statute of limitation not sayin’ them niggas names nigga
My niggas act you crazy (I know)
You talkin’ real crazy
Don’t let that rap shit go to your head
That throw yo’ black ass right in the feds

[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
Niggas said they with this shit, don’t know what this shit about
Dope boy in a drought never go a different route
Like them gold fronts nigga, spit ’em out
You gon’ make me hit you right here in this Waffle House
Fear is a option, danger is real
Go ahead, play tough guy and get your ass killed
Niggas who’s talking ’bout Bubu sayin my man drop [?]
The party was jumpin’ when I pop them
Next day niggas was talkin’ with a different tone (shit)
Why niggas ain’t telling I get my name known
Fuck you thought when a nigga got a bone to pick
Hit ya with that hollowtip, better corner cheap
I’m a hustler my nigga, I get to the bread
I don’t know none ’bout no nigga been shot in the head
Niggas sayin’ I hit him,that’s not what I did
Do me a [?]
Say that if you talk to the feds

[Hook: Uncle Murda]
We done killed a few lives niggas
A whole bunch of lame niggas
If it wasn’t for that statute of limitation not sayin’ them niggas names nigga
My niggas act you crazy (I know)
You talkin’ real crazy
Don’t let that rap shit go to your head
That throw yo’ black ass right in the feds

[Verse 3: Uncle Murda]
God don’t care ’bout them niggas be kill, they hell nigga
But police want put us in the Jail nigga
Mad can’t nobody, won’t tell nigga no weaknesses no fingerprints on the cells nigga (haha)
So they lock us up with no pale nigga
[?]
My man like the fuck is we doin’, in the studio writin’ song about niggas been shootin’
Can’t make the [?] three in the morning [?]
My man stopped my engenieer from recordin’ me
Fuck what they think they know, they can’t prove shit
[?]
I know he right, but I don’t want to hear him
I’m spittin’ in police face and I’m hopin’ they’re hearin
Black lives matter, I’ve done took that nigga
Before I said a nigga name bring the hook back nigga

[Hook: Uncle Murda]
We done killed a few lives niggas
A whole bunch of lame niggas
If it wasn’t for that statute of limitation not sayin’ them niggas names nigga
My niggas act you crazy (I know)
You talkin’ real crazy
Don’t let that rap shit go to your head
That throw yo’ black ass right in the feds

Uncle Murda Ft. 50 Cent – Statute Of Limitations Lyrics

Oh yeah this the Lanny Grant Story ni**a
Oh if you a real ni**a you need to roll up some to this ni**a
Drink some Hennessey ni**a
See one of your man just locked up somebody ni**a
Are we on real ni**a time ni**a ?
Whoa!

We done killed a few lives ni**as
A whole bunch of lame ni**as
If it wasn’t for that statute of limitation not saying them ni**as names ni**a
My ni**as act you crazy, I know
You talking real crazy
Don’t let that rap s**t go to your head
That throw yo black a$$ right in the feds

F**k them ni**as be killed they supposed to be dead, f**k em
It was them or us, so we them in the head
F**k being broke, we supposed to get bread
You know what I do, if I get caught Imma go
You think I give a f**k about theese rap ni**a?
Being mad cause I dissed em on a track ni**a
From where I see, from
Don’t call me to get
We ain’t doing it here how Meech was doing it, but we doing it
We don’t pull out guns unless we shooting it, Bang Bang
Shoot to kill no place it, broke…don’t spray right when we spray s**t
Kids outside
Only

We done killed a few lives ni**as
A whole bunch of lame ni**as
If it wasn’t for that statute of limitation not saying them ni**as names ni**a
My ni**as act you crazy, I know
You talking real crazy
Don’t let that rap s**t go to your head
That throw yo black a$$ right in the feds

Ni**as said they with this s**t, don’t know what this s**t about
Dope boy in a drought never go a different route
Like them gold fronts ni**a, spit em out
You gon make me hit you right here in this Waffle House
Fear is a option, danger is real
Go ahead, play tough guy and get your ass killed
Ni**as who’s talking bout Bubu saying my man drop
The party was jumping when I pop them
Next day ni**as was talking with a different tone, s**t
Why ni**as ain’t telling I get my name known
F**k you thought when a ni**a got a bone to pick
Hit ya with that hollowtip, better corner cheap
I’m a hustler my ni**a, I get to the bread
I don’t know none bout no ni**a been shot in the head
Ni**as saying I hit him, that’s not what I did
Do me a
Say that if you talk to the feds

We done killed a few lives ni**as
A whole bunch of lame ni**as
If it wasn’t for that statute of limitation not saying them ni**as names ni**a
My ni**as act you crazy, I know
You talking real crazy
Don’t let that rap s**t go to your head
That throw yo black a$$ right in the feds

God don’t care bout them ni**as be kill, they hell ni**a
But police want put us in the Jail ni**a
Mad can’t nobody, won’t tell ni**a no weaknesses no fingerprints on the cells ni**a, haha
So they lock us up with no pale ni**a
My man like the f**k is we doing, in the studio writing song about ni**as been shooting
Can’t make the…three in the morning
My man stopped my engenieer from recording me
F**k what they think they know, they can’t prove shit
I know he right, but I don’t want to hear him
I’m spitting in police face and I’m hoping they’re hearin
Black lives matter, I’ve done took that ni**a
Before I said a ni**a name bring the hook back ni**a

We done killed a few lives ni**as
A whole bunch of lame ni**as
If it wasn’t for that statute of limitation not saying them ni**as names ni**a
My ni**as act you crazy, I know
You talking real crazy
Don’t let that rap s**t go to your head
That throw yo black a$$ right in the feds

GoldLink – See I Miss Pt. 2

[Hook: Goldlink]
Who kneeewww, yeah
That I would even miss that bitch
That I would even miss that bitch
That I would even miss that bitch
Who kneeewww, yeah
That I would even miss that bitch
That I would even miss that bitch
That I would even miss that bitch

[Verse 1: Goldlink]
Yeah, yeah
Drinking on some liquor tryna’ cope with the changes
And all my exes ain’t shit, so they shall remain nameless
And all them bitches that I lied to ran around wit’ just to spite you
And my mama met a couple and she told me they ain’t like you
What you do to me
I’m still tryna find peace and unity
I hope it’s you they get to speak up at my eulogy
Cause who could vouch for me like you could vouch me, my baby?
I think I’m comin round to driving I might scoop you lady
So we can fuck like we would fuck way back at mama house
And we would eat late at IHOP or at the Waffle House, know what I’m talkin’ bout
And I’ma hit ya phone cause shorty we should talk it out

[Hook: Goldlink]
Who kneeewww, yeah
That I would even miss that bitch
Miss that bitch
That I would even miss that bitch
Who kneeewww, yeah
That I would even miss that bitch
Miss that bitch
That I would even miss that bitch

[Verse 2: Marsha Ambrosius]
There’s a better way to say that
A love like this you should miss, I know
But you tried to explain it, I am not complacent
I provide you water, take care of your daughter
I ain’t trppin’ over nothing, neither either or that
The weather got stormy, bringing them bullets
With the suburban, hittin’ that bourbon
Nobody will love you like I did just like I do
And I forgive you when you do it again
And again
I got you back when they don’t
I hit you back when you won’t
Me I’ll beeee, you’ll feel it when I’m gone
Don’t matter whose been around, I’m (?) getcha
By your side, with ya
With a side to cuff this shit and let it ride
It will be alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Nobody will love you like I did just like I do
And I forgive you when you do it again
And again yeahhh

[Hook: Goldlink + Anderson .Paak]
Who kneeewww, yeah
That I would even miss that bitch
Miss that bitch
What’s a love like this
That I would even miss that bitch
Who kneeewww, yeah
That I would even miss that bitch
Who kneeewww, yeah
That I would even miss that bitch

[Outro: Marsha Ambrosius]
Don’t you miss me baby?
Don’t you miss me baby?
Don’t you miss me baby?
Don’t you miss me baby?
Don’t you miss me baby?
Baby

Kanye West – 30 Hours (The Life Of Pablo Album)

[Intro]
Baby lion goes
Where the islands go

[Verse 1]
You say you never saw this comin’, well you’re not alone
Million dollar renovations to a happy home
My ex says she gave me the best years of her life
I saw a recent picture of her, I guess she was right
I wake up, assessin’ the damages
Checkin’ MediaTakeOut
Pictures of me drunk walkin’ out with a bitch
But it’s blurry enough to get the fake out
I wake up, all veggies no eggs
I hit the gym, all chest no legs
Yep, then I made myself a smoothie
Yeah, then me and wifey make a movie
Chicago – St. Louis, St. Louis to Chicago
Ándale Ándale E.I, E.I, oh, oh
You had me drivin’ far enough to switch the time zone
You was the best of all time at the time though
Yeah, you wasn’t mine though

[Hook]
But I still drove 30 hours
But still drove 30 hours to you

[Verse 2]
I remember rapping for Jay and Cam
Young producer just trying to get his flows off
I remember being nervous to do Victoria Secret
‘Til I pictured everybody with they clothes off
Expedition was Eddie Bauer edition
I’m drivin’ with no winter tires in December
Skrrt skrrt skrrt like a private school for women
Then I get there and all the Popeye’s is finished girl
You don’t love me, you just pretendin’
I need that happy beginnin’, middle and endin’
Chicago, St. Louis, St. Louis to Chicago
It’s gettin’ hot in hurr, that’s all that I know
Got a hotel room, 3 stars for you
You call down for an omelet
Girl it’s 5 in the morning
You realize we at the DoubleTree, not the Aria
Only thing open is Waffle House, girl don’t start with me
I used the Western Union for you like it’s no prob
Cause you was in college complainin’ about it’s no jobs
But you were suckin’ a nigga’s dick the whole time
Well I guess a blowjob’s better than no job

[Hook]
And I drove back 30 hours

[Bridge]
Were remains that long to lose sad
Better unsaid
Always turn, oh

[Outro]
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Where the islands go

2 Chainz – Here We Go Again (Hibachi For Lunch Album) letras

[Intro]
Yeah, let me catch a motherfucking wave
I got a Chanel surfboard let me catch a wave

[Verse 1]
Woke up this morning
Dick look like a flag pole
Gotta catch me a bad throat
Shit, 200 on the dash board
If you feeling froggy lil nigga gonna jump he still a lil tadpole
Yeah I move a little tad slow cause I’m sipping on the castro

[Hook]
Here we go again
I drink a four again
Not going poor again
Young nigga supposed to win
I asked the Lord to forgive me
I used to jugg at Spondivits
Diamonds for wife and the children
This is my life I’ma live it

[Verse 2]
I got Jesus on my pendant
Been hustling since an appendix
When you look up I’m lieutenant
When you look up for attendance
Gucci sun all of my tennis
Make this shit look like a business
Make killers look like a witness
Make shopping look like a fitness
Ran the trap fuck the Olympics
You wasn’t there you must missed it
I posted pics on my Insta
Don’t you become a statistic
Don’t you know I know logistics
Still got Riri on my wishlist
Your lady got me on her hit list
Don’t think you gonna forget this

[Hook]
Here we go again
I drink a four again
Not going poor again
Young nigga supposed to win
I asked the Lord to forgive me
I used to jugg at Spondivits
Diamonds for wife and the children
This is my life I’ma live it

[Skit + Hook]
Yeah, I know they like whats he saying
Spondivits, that’s some south side shit
Some Atlanta shit, Virginia Avenue
I used to go up in there get me a bucket of crab legs, melted butter
But at the same time I got a jug in the parking lot though, you dig
Here we go again
I drink a four again
Not going poor again
Young nigga supposed to win
I asked the Lord to forgive me
I used to jugg at Spondivits
Diamonds for wife and the children
This is my life I’ma live it
I tell em’, I tell em’ meet me over there by the Waffle House
I’m selling bags though no lil shit no poquito

[Outro]
Muy grande, muy muy grande, plug talk
You muy poquito, me muy grande