Special Occasion

I’m sick and tired of being sick and tired
And it’s time that I face it
I got a nigga right now, but he ain’t right now
So it’s time I replace him
Order more rounds
Tonight it’s going down
Put your cups up raise them
This ain’t a sad song
Bitch I’m moving on
This a special occasion
Yo, middle finger to my ex who ain’t got shit
Dick game ain’t even in my top ten
Me and my girls hit the club and we got lit
No panties fuck em girl outfit
1942 have a toast
This nigga that nigga get em both
Turn around, bend over, get close
On my IG snapped like a hoe
Life is good and it’s such a relief
Your new bitch ain’t in my league
Now I can finally breathe
I’m officially fuck nigga free
Cause I don’t want you no more
Let’s go our separate ways
Get your shit out my house
I don’t care nigga I’m straight
Now you can fuck who you want
I don’t care where you lay
I changed the locks on my door
I’m finna go celebrate
Special occasion
Special occasion
Special occasion
Special occasion
You finna do what?
Put who clothes out
This my motha fucking house
Last time I checked, I paid all the bills
These my purses and these my heels
I take care of you and them fuck niggas kids
On Facebook puttin the world in my biz
So if you wanna leave
You can go ahead and leave
Don’t go in that garage hoe give me my key
Don’t touch nothing, you ain’t getting nuthin
So let me get the chain, watch, rings and bracelet
If I could I would’ve took back the titties and ass
It’s all good you can keep that, pussy hoe
Cause I don’t want you no more
Let’s go our separate ways
Get your shit out my house
I don’t care nigga I’m straight
Now you can fuck who you want
I don’t care where you lay
I changed the locks on my door
I’m finna go celebrate
It’s a special occasion
It’s a special occasion
It’s a special occasion
It’s a special occasion