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The Mess They Made Video (MV)




Performed By: Rod Wave
From Album: Last Lap
Genre(s): Hip Hop, R&B
Language: English
Length: 2:46
Written by: Rodarius Green, Cameron Hubler, Jeffrey Lynn Jones Jr., Michael Roberge, Thomas Horton
Released: October 11th, 2024
Year: 2024




Rod Wave - The Mess They Made Lyrics
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(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
Oh, oh
Duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh-duh-duh
(FOREVEROLLING)
Drifting away, moving apart
Never stopping
I hope that this stops (look)
Now I'm feeling that this is running away (yeah-yeah)
Look, uh

I keep my chest poked out, my head held high, dyin' on the inside
And all through the day, I'll be okay
Check on me through the night (okay)
Yeah, you know life's like a party, 'til everyone goes home, everyone fades
And now you're stuck cleaning up
The mess they made (uh, uh-uh, uh, mm)
Cleaning up the mess they made, mm, uh
And now you're stuck cleaning up the mess they made (duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh-duh-duh)
Mess they made (look, look, cleaning up the mess)

I don't wanna hear about the shit you say, shut your mouth
You know you can't run no game, bitch, I came out that South
Like my mama used to tell me, way-way back in the day
"Nigga, you ain't got no motherf*ckin' maids in this house"
Ho, you ain't gon' play no games in this house, I kick her out
I'm the one who lit your flame, bitch, go tell me what this 'bout
I'm the biggest in the world, how I feel
No matter what I feel, won't tell no girl how I feel, that's just real
I'm the one that you had ran to when he broke your heart
Laid up in your bed, conversatin' in the dark
Then 'round him, run home when you gettin', find out you're trouble
Go home and block my number
Player, it's hard to play my heart (dirt-ass), bitch, f*ck you

I keep my chest poked out, my head held high, dyin' on the inside
And all through the day, I'll be okay (okay)
Check on me through the night
Yeah, you know life's like a party, 'til everyone goes home, everyone fades
And now you're stuck cleaning up
The mess they made (uh)
Cleaning up the mess they made (yeah-yeah), uh
And now you're stuck cleaning up the mess they made
The mess they made (like, I told you, "Great Gatsby")

Cleaning up the mess they made
Be in that dark by yourself, just lay it all out in the dark
Cold-ass, boy, what it sound like?
Grrah
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(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
Oh, oh
Duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh-duh-duh
(FOREVEROLLING)
Drifting away, moving apart
Never stopping
I hope that this stops (look)
Now I'm feeling that this is running away (yeah-yeah)
Look, uh

I keep my chest poked out, my head held high, dyin' on the inside
And all through the day, I'll be okay
Check on me through the night (okay)
Yeah, you know life's like a party, 'til everyone goes home, everyone fades
And now you're stuck cleaning up
The mess they made (uh, uh-uh, uh, mm)
Cleaning up the mess they made, mm, uh
And now you're stuck cleaning up the mess they made (duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh-duh-duh)
Mess they made (look, look, cleaning up the mess)

I don't wanna hear about the shit you say, shut your mouth
You know you can't run no game, bitch, I came out that South
Like my mama used to tell me, way-way back in the day
"Nigga, you ain't got no motherf*ckin' maids in this house"
Ho, you ain't gon' play no games in this house, I kick her out
I'm the one who lit your flame, bitch, go tell me what this 'bout
I'm the biggest in the world, how I feel
No matter what I feel, won't tell no girl how I feel, that's just real
I'm the one that you had ran to when he broke your heart
Laid up in your bed, conversatin' in the dark
Then 'round him, run home when you gettin', find out you're trouble
Go home and block my number
Player, it's hard to play my heart (dirt-ass), bitch, f*ck you

I keep my chest poked out, my head held high, dyin' on the inside
And all through the day, I'll be okay (okay)
Check on me through the night
Yeah, you know life's like a party, 'til everyone goes home, everyone fades
And now you're stuck cleaning up
The mess they made (uh)
Cleaning up the mess they made (yeah-yeah), uh
And now you're stuck cleaning up the mess they made
The mess they made (like, I told you, "Great Gatsby")

Cleaning up the mess they made
Be in that dark by yourself, just lay it all out in the dark
Cold-ass, boy, what it sound like?
Grrah
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Writer: Rodarius Green, Cameron Hubler, Jeffrey Lynn Jones Jr., Michael Roberge, Thomas Horton
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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