| I need whips, dipped, chain-tipped
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| Plastic surgery, all that shit
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| Ribbed tip, Electric Six
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| Plastic surgery, all that shit
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| Plastic surgery, all that shit
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| Pay tribute to the junkie
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| Bow to the bitch
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| Buck to the donkey
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| Got an ass like a bitch
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| Hit the gas, hit the gaze
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| We were never meant to last
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| Maybe I’m just too crazy
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| Maybe I go too fast
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| (I go too fast)
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| I need whip, strip, chain-tip
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| Plastic surgery, all that shit
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| Sick bitch, Electric Six
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| Plastic surgery, all that shit
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| Plastic surgery, all that shit
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| She walk like a turkey, talk like a bitch
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| Lemme be the one afford they wish
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| The price is up for a penthouse
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| And a kitchen, where I starve a bitch
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| Suckin' on a bitch, as good as it gets
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| Fuel City talkin', now I’ve got the shits
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| I got a right to remain silent
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| But I run my mouth like a little bitch
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| Like a little bitch
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| Chip dip, chain-whip
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| Plastic surgery, all that shit
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| Ribbed tip, Electric Six
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| Plastic surgery, all that shit
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| Plastic surgery, all that shit
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| I go down to the ditch
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| Where I go down on the bitch
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| Fly away, little birdie
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| Pay the due to the bitch
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| Hit me with a baseball bat
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| Pull a rabbit out of my hat
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| Hit me quick and dirty
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| 'Cause I like it just like that
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| I like it just like that
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| What’s my name? |
| (Electric Six)
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| What’s my name? |
| (Electric Six)
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| What’s my name? |