| You don't own me
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| You don't own me
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| Woah, let's go
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| But I'm Gerald and I can always have just what I want
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| She's that baddest I would love to flaunt
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| Take her shopping, you know Yves Saint Laurent
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| But nope, she ain't with it though
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| All because she got her own dough
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| Boss bossed if you don't know
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| She could never ever be a broke ho
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| You don't own me
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| I'm not just one of your many toys
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| You don't own me
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| Don't say I can't go with other boys
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| And don't tell me what to do
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| And don't tell me what to say
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| Please, when I go out with you
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| Don't put me on display
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| You don't own me
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| Don't try to change me in any way
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| You don't own me
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| Don't tie me down cause I'd never stay
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| And don't tell me what to do
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| And don't tell me what to say
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| Please, when I go out with you
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| Don't put me on display
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| Really though, honestly
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| I get bored of basic bitches
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| She's the baddest, straight up vicious, texting her asking her
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| If shes alone and if she'd sent some pictures, she said no (what)
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| Well goddamn, she said come over and see it for yourself
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| Never asking for your help, independent woman
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| She ain't for the shelf
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| No, she's the one
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| Smoke with her till the weed is gone
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| Stayin' up until we see the sun
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| Baddest ever, I swear she do it better than I've ever seen it done
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| Never borrow, she ain't ever loan
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| That's when she told me she ain't never ever ever ever gonna be owned
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| I don't tell you what to say
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| I don't tell you what to do
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| So just let me be myself
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| That's all I ask of you
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| I'm young and I love to be young
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| I'm free and I love to be free
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| To live my life the way I want
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| To say and do whatever I please |