Reneé Rapp, Coco Jones – Tummy Hurts (Remix) Lyrics

 

Lyrics Tummy Hurts (Remix) – Reneé Rapp, Coco Jones

Maybe I should try religion
‘Cause, Jesus, you’re hard to rely on
I’d never find you in the kitchen
You couldn’t even pay rent for three months

Oh, I heard you, I get it, you’re broke
But oh, you always had money to smoke, though

Now my tummy hurts, he’s in love with her
But for what it’s worth, they’d make beautiful babies
And raise ’em up to be a couple of
F**king monsters, like their mother and their father
Eventually, 2043
Someone’s gonna hurt their little girl like their daddy hurt me

Mm, baby, go open a Bible
‘Cause God knows that sin is a cycle
Lied to my face, it’s your hobby
Boy, you fine as hell for a psycho

When do they pay for the cost of their choice Oh-oh
Never ’cause that’s just them boys being boys

Now my tummy hurts, he’s in love with her
But for what it’s worth, they’d make beautiful babies
And raise ’em up to be a couple of
F**king monsters, like their mother and their father
Eventually, 2043
Someone’s gonna hurt their little girl like their daddy hurt me

Mm, like their daddy hurt
Oh, like their daddy hurt
Like their daddy hurt
Like their daddy hurt me

Now my tummy hurts, he’s in love with her
But for what it’s worth, he’s her problem now, baby
And she’ll stay with him
‘Cause she made with him a couple monsters
Like their mother and their father
Yeah, eventually, 2043
Someone’s gonna hurt your little girl like you hurt me…