| Pump the brakes, you’re a red-flag, red light
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| Holdin’up for stop signs. |
| I’ll never be sloppy seconds
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| Go ahead, take them back, your one, two, three minutes
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| All you do is take, take, takin’off the little
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| Got More goin’on I’d rather be eating glass, stick hot needles in my eyes,
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| go ahead and tap that ass
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| Draw them up, yeah like there’s candy
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| Girl I ain’t tryin’a connect or paint a picture
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| I’m not in it, never will be You can’t be me, get your freak on, you can suck it, they’ve all seen it And you liked it, now who wants it?
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| Cotton candy sugar high
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| Break your bones when you come down
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| You’re a one trick, my trick pony who’s next to hop on Ride, ride, ride…
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| Bout to bring a blood spill
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| We’ve both been there, what’s the next stop? |
| I won’t sit still
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| Back to bring up what’s real
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| We’ve both been there, what’s the next stop? |
| I won’t sit still |