Rub it in

Boy don't trip, I'll split a big bill Take you 'round the world, they don't have to understand Rub it in their face, put a rock on her hand

Did you have to hit me where I'm weak? Baby, I couldn't breathe And rub it in so deep Salt in the wound like you're laughing right at me

This army is hard-core, we'll move at dawn Showing 'em how to do it in block party She goes wild, she drags it, rub it in your face Dance to the beat, put that shitheads down

[Verse 1] Can't take it back once it's been set in motion You know I love to rub it in like lotion If you only pray on Sunday

Got me on layaway, girl, you gotta a hold on me I say, "I'm wrong", you say, "Come again" Damn, said I was wrong look don't rub it in I got a lot on my mind

Or disrespect the art form I was raised upon But sometimes you gotta take a loss And have people rub it in your face Before you get made pissed off

So I'ma write my name in cyanide Third eye open, gonna rub it in Love the way it burns my skin, now I'm floating

Well... Get the bay rum... and rub it in... I told you...

Other men that wanna take your place You know I'm kind of inclined to make all of 'em mine And take the time to rub it in your face Didn't your mother tell you

The world is beautiful I'd never justify my sins Lay them on table, rub it in Dying is beautiful

He's rubbin my tip, I'm suckin his dick, and lovin that shit, yeah Nigga just piss all over my tits and into my shit, yeah Shit on my chest and rub it in, yes, I lick on your breasts yeah Fuck you gay niggas I'm the gayest nigga and yeah I'm the best yeah

Did you have to hit me Where I'm weak? Baby, I couldn't breathe And rub it in so deep Salt in the wound like you're laughin' right at me

Downtown buckhead bad latina from the block like J-Lo All my chips got Queso Yeah I'm tryna rub it in Whole lotta money been comin' in

You'll never find it Unfortunately it can be dangerous To tell priests thatrub it in their faces)" href="#footnote1_09q0itb" rel="nofollow">1 1. "Tie it on the nose" means to tell somebody about something (or rub it in their faces)

That's the test! (woah, woah) You fight until you reach the top To rub it in their face! (woah, woah)

Sliding down Twerking just like that Rub it in my face, c'mon (Now) Stop, ass up, throw your hair around

The world is the same, except you blame your boot soles and withdraw from the race, This is the louse of doubt crawling under the skin through the holes in your shell, Like: you kinda make money, so why do others rub it in gums? And there are only hardships, ...

For my cheatings and my ignorance Hit the second blade let my honour1 drop on the floor I cheated but you didn't even rub it in my face Third and fourth and fifth and sixth 1. Literally, "the waters of my face" or simply put, tears.

Hitting you from every angle there’s no doubt, Poetry in motion, Coast to coast and, Rub it in your skin like lotion, lotion

You messed up the punch line And fell behind Yeah, I came back just to rub it in Nah, I couldn’t care less