Muddy Feet (feat. Sia)

I don't know Who the hell you think you're messing with Get the fuck out of my house with that shit Get the fuck out of my life with that shit And I don't know Who the hell you think you're messing with Get the fuck out of my house with that shit Get the fuck out of my life with that shit And you smell like perfume that I didn't purchase Now I know why you've been closing the curtains (uh-uh) Get the fuck out of my house You're coming 'round with your muddy feet I'm about to do something 'bout it Yeah, I'ma have to do something 'bout it You keep coming 'round with your muddy feet And I'ma have to do something 'bout it Yeah, I'm about to do something 'bout it Back and forth Always questioning my questioning Get the fuck out of my head with that shit Get the fuck out of my bed with that shit You've watered the weeds, and you killed all the roses Worthy arrives when the other door closes, uh-uh So get the fuck out of my house with that shit You're coming 'round (coming 'round, baby) with your muddy feet I'm about to do something 'bout it (what I do) Yeah, I'ma have to do something 'bout it (what I do) And I don't know who you're messing with Yeah, I'ma have to do something 'bout it (what I do) Yeah, I'm about to do something 'bout it (what I do) Whoa, oh, oh, oh, hmm Whoa, oh, oh, oh, hmm Whoa, oh, oh, oh, hmm (you're coming 'round) Whoa, oh, oh, oh, hmm (you're coming 'round, baby) (What I do, what I do) Get the fuck out of my house with that shit