| And I felt like I opened Pandora’s box
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| And now I have to close it
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| So you think you can take it
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| The money don’t mean empty throne
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| Just a moan that goes all around
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| And now it’s only to fake it
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| The tower thrown, the flower grew
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| The mercy shown the scars from coming down
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| Give it to me now
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| Baby, I’m so lost inside a whorehouse
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| No one can protect me from my game
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| I make up to lose, I break and tear all shapes and the chains
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| Baby, I’m so lost inside a whorehouse
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| No one can take me from the fame
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| I’m looking for all the Johns, it’s so fucking long
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| Girl, what’s my name?
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| So you think you can break him
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| This picture I spill is fancy hell
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| The sweet farewell that goes all around
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| And now it’s only to fake it
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| This picture I sell is challenging
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| The love of world, stop smacking off my crown
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| Give it to me now
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| Baby, I’m so lost inside a whorehouse
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| No one can protect me from my game
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| I make up to lose, I break and tear all shapes and the chains
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| Baby, I’m so lost inside a whorehouse
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| No one can take me from the fame
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| I’m looking for all the Johns, it’s so fucking long
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| Girl, what’s my name? |