Bone (babylon Remix) Lyrics - Singles - Lupe Fiasco

[Intro] 

Bone 

Come play with it baby 

Uh 

You know what I'm saying? 

Yeah you already know 

[Hook 1] 

She's feeling herself a little too much 

(Come play with it, you can stay in it) 

She's killing her self, why you gotta be so rough? 

You done worked your fingers to the bone 

She's feeling herself a little too much 

(You stay in it, so play with it) 

She's killing her self, why you gotta be so rough? 

You done worked your fingers to the bone 

(Yeah) their bones 

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[Verse 1] 

You can talk to us, you can walk to us 

But you still lost to us 

Worth your worth in waiting 

But that ain't how much you cost to us 

You don't know, worth your weight in weight 

Borderline fine, but you can't get back across to us 

Your dime bags ain't freeway 

And you're Ross to us, your cartel, you ain't barball 

You a Barbie, you can't maintain that 

That's why your bar fell 

And your pussy whack 

From letting all them niggas push it back 

Nasty nostalgia from all the places you took it at 

Flashbacks are where you looking at 

Now what? You clear cut 

Switching heels, and your hair up? 

You know how many bills been inside your pudding pack? 

You done clicked up with some lame 

We got to see in a different frame 

You the same picture to the same 

Niggas that came all inside of your brains 

Self approved but don't stunt 

Switch it up but don't front 

Just to return back to getting turned out 

And fucking for what you want 

Sucking for what you need 

But you don't even really need that 

You just suck for love 

But you don't even really believe that 

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[Hook 2] 

You feeling yourself a little too much 

(Stayed up all inside you, self) 

She's killing her self, why you gotta be so rough? 

You done worked your fingers to the bone 

Their bones 

She's feeling herself a little too much 

(She played with it, but she can't stay in it) 

She's killing her self, why you gotta be so rough? 

You done worked your fingers to the bone 

(Yeah) their bones 

[Verse 2] 

You gonna break your back tryna be like these televised hoes that you see on TV 

Tryna keep up with a magazine cover, living unreal lives that they heard on CD's 

Fake ass, fake face, fake titties, that's great shape 

They don't make sense, let's make papes, that's real food but saying fake grace 

But we don't care cause it tastes great, this bullshit on these great plates 

But who am I to say what's what? But if God real then we fucked up 

If God real then we fucked up, if God real then we fucked up 

And I can only blame myself in BET uncut 

So many shades of gray, in the new generation, they young sluts 

Has it always been this way? Squirrels only happy when they nut bust 

You can take a look at the animal kingdom if you don't agree 

They be going hard just to get a mate, then get the pussy then leave 

And lions be having like four hoes with no clothes, that's so cold 

That justifies what's in a nigga mind, they do the same shit for the homos 

Stuck up girl be like,