And I always find, yeah, I always find somethin’ wrong
You been puttin’ up wit’ my [bad word] just way too long
I’m so gifted at findin’ what I don’t like the most
So I think it’s time for us to have a toast

Let’s have a toast for the douchebags!
Let’s have a toast for the [bad word] 
Let’s have a toast for the scumbags
Every one of them that I know
Let’s have a toast for the jerkoffs
That’ll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan [bad word] away fast as you can

She find pictures in my email
I sent this girl a picture of my [bad word] 
I don’t know what it is with females
But I’m not too good at that [bad word] 
See, I could have me a good girl
And still be addicted to them hoodrats
And I just blame everything on you
At least you know that’s what I’m good at

And I always find
Yeah, I always find
Yeah, I always find somethin’ wrong
You been puttin’ up wit’ my [bad word] just way too long
I’m so gifted at findin’ what I don’t like the most
So I think it’s time for us to have a toast

Let’s have a toast for the douchebags
Let’s have a toast for the [bad word] 
Let’s have a toast for the scumbags
Every one of them that I know
Let’s have a toast to the jerkoffs
That’ll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan [bad word] away fast as you can
 [bad word] away from me, baby [bad word] away [bad word] away from me, baby [bad word] away
… I get crazy
 [bad word] away
… I got a plan [bad word] away as fast as you can
 [bad word] away from me, baby [bad word] away [bad word] away from me, baby
… to get crazy
Why can’t she [bad word] away?
Baby, I got a plan [bad word] away as fast as you can

24/7, 365, [bad word] stays on my mind
I-I-I-I did it, all right, all right, I admit it
Now pick your next move, you could leave or live wit’ it
Ichabod Crane with that [bad word]  top off
Split and go where? Back to wearin’ knockoffs, ha?
Knock it off, Neiman’s, shop it off
Let’s talk over mai tais, waitress, top it off
Hoes like vultures, they wanna fly in your Freddy loafers
You can’t blame ‘em, they ain’t never seen Versace sofas
Every bag, every blouse, every bracelet [bad word] wit’ a price tag, baby, face it
You should leave if you can’t accept the basics
Plenty hoes in the baller [bad word] matrix
Invisibly set, the Rolex is faceless
I’m just young, rich, and tasteless
P!

Never was much of a romantic
I could never take the intimacy
And I know it did damage
‘Cause the look in your eyes is killin’ me
I’m guessin’ you’re at an advantage
‘Cause you could blame me for everything
And I don’t know how I’ma manage
If one day you just up and leave

And I always find
Yeah, I always find somethin’ wrong
You been puttin’ up with my [bad word] just way too long
I’m so gifted at findin’ what I don’t like the most
So I think it’s time for us to have a toast

Let’s have a toast for the douchebags
Let’s have a toast for the [bad word] 
Let’s have a toast for the scumbags
Every one of them that I know
Let’s have a toast to the jerkoffs
That’ll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan [bad word] away fast as you can..