The New Cupid

[Intro: Samples & BJ The Chicago Kid] Alright y'all I want y'all to put your hands together And to bring on the brothers that bound to lay more dips in your hips More glide in your stride Chi city in the building And Mr. Southside And if you don't think it's next you got the wrong damn address [Verse 1: BJ The Chicago Kid] Fuck your love, motherfuck your love That's what Sir John say You can laugh all you want but he's right as hell Cupid's ain't around these days I've heard many stories about how he made people all around the world fall in love Well I got a call just the other day Telling me where Cupid was [Chorus: BJ The Chicago Kid] Cupid's too busy in the club At the bar Rolling up And if you see him, let him know Love is gone I know, I'm sure Boys and girls [Bridge: BJ The Chicago Kid] Love ain't dead Stupid I'm the the new Cupid Throw your hands in the sky Cause love's still alive I said, Love ain't dead Stupid I'm the the new Cupid Throw your hands in the sky Cause love's still alive [Verse 2: BJ The Chicago Kid] The responsibility lies on me Since Cupid ain't around And when y'all really feeling like you're falling in love When my music put's you right on down And everybody (I see) And I know (I know) Some people really think they in love But now without a love song Something's gone way wrong [Chorus: BJ The Chicago Kid] Cupid's too busy in the club At the bar Rolling up And if you see him, let him know Love is gone I know I'm sure Boys and girls [Bridge: BJ The Chicago Kid] Love ain't dead Stupid I'm the the new Cupid Throw your hands in the sky Cause love's goodbye I said, Love ain't dead Stupid I'm the the new Cupid Throw your hands in the sky Cause love's goodbye Love ain't dead [Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar] As I play out the Commodores, my faith destroyed My heart don't work, I'm unemployed The feeling is void, don't know what I need Some pussy, some paper, some counseling Maybe some Henny, some weed I'm looking for you, I'm checking for her I'm parking lot pimpin', I'm honking at women, I'm all on the curb Skrt, skrt, skrt, pump my brake, pump my brake Mini skirt, skirt, skirt, don't walk away, walk away I'm fishing for compliments This is a fairy tale, I know you very well Fuck all your promises, I know what time it is I'm just a realist, I am the realest Reality is fatality cursed on the future for family, wife and some kids I'm looking for you, I'm checking for her I'm parking lot pimpin', I'm honking at women, I'm all on the curb Skrt, skrt, skrt, pump your brake, pump your brake Mini skirt, skirt, skirt, don't walk away, walk away [Chorus: BJ The Chicago Kid] Cupid's too busy in the club At the bar Rolling up And if you see him, let him know Love is gone I know I'm sure Boys in the club And if you see him, let him know Love is gone I know I'm sure Boys and girls [Skit] Might sound weird But a great night, you in a real relationship, you understand what I'm saying A great night with somebody you love, is difficult Somebody you like is always good Like is wonderful You come home with some juice, with the woman you like: "Can I have some juice?" "Gimme that juice, pour juice all over me" Pour that juice all over that sexy body" Let you be together three years and shit "Can I have some juice?" Bitch, why you want my juice? You know I'm dehydrated I try to come home and shit Tryin' to get some juice you want my juice...