Songtext zu 'Bulletproof' von Dina Rae

I'm gonna show um I can stand on my own two feet - let's go
Hey baby
Haven't seen you in a while
Why don't u come in
Can we talk for a minute?
Why don't you sit down..
And SHUT UP

You play your games
Evertime you say your gonna change
Lie to me and things remain the same
What makes you think I should put up with you
You got it twisted
I know what you been up to
I don't believe anything you ever say to me
Cuz I know you never be where you say you be
You pay the consequences I told you not to do me wrong
But it's about to be on
I hope you got your vest on

You think your bulletproof
Gonna take a shot at you
I got you in my aim
Finger on the trigger too
Wanna play me out like that
Well I put you on blast
You should tell the truth
Cuz now I'm bout to smoke you

You ain't goin no where for a while
You need to sit down shut up
I dare you to ****** smile
This time you dug your grave
There's no one else to blame
I suggest you confess
Before I bring the pain
The night you left me alone
When you never came home
All the bitches that be callin on your phone
never should of trusted you
Now that I busted you
You looking stupid and dazed
Like im confusing u

Chorus
You think your bulletproof
Gonna take a shot at you
I got you in my aim
Finger on the trigger too
Wanna play me out like that
Well I put you on blast
You should tell the truth
Cuz now I'm bout to smoke you

Haha
Come here
Sit down
Shut the **** up
You know as a matter of fact
Let me help you out ************…YEAH
Haha-haha

You really trippin if you think you that your foolin
I know what you've been doing
Won't hesitate to put to it
I been holdin back thinking that u gonna come clean
**** THAT
Tell me what can half a man do for me?
Here I . well it times for you to shut your mouth
Theres no excuse to belt out
And theres no but's about it
I'm gonna torture you
Does it hurt?
Awww…stick it out
Cuz I got scars on my heart
You might as well tore it out

Chorus
You think your bulletproof
Gonna take a shot at you
I got you in my aim
Finger on the trigger too
Wanna play me out like that
Well I put you on blast
You should tell the truth
Cuz now I'm bout to smoke you

Sit down…how do ya like that?
Huh?? Why don't you take one?
You think I'm a game
************ you aint gonna play me out like that
It's your turn to get blasted
Put this in your mother ****** mouth

Tables turn…look who's cryin (yeah..cry..cry baby..hahaha)
You can't be here always lien (my fingers on the trigger you think this is a joke)
You take me for a game
I refuse to play
Not today baby

*****..you a ***** baby
You ain't bulletproof
You played the wrong *****
**** catches up with you
You can't keep pullin that ****

You'll get smoked