| I don’t ever wanna pick a slice
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| One is pretty but the other lies
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| Chewing on a fat smoke
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| No filter but you’re puffing
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| Sucking on a slim Vogue
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| Dark fingernail polish
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| I’m the treasure, baby, I’m the prize
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| Cut me rails of that fresh cherry pie
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| Shitty old pistola
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| Shot a bullet through my wallet
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| Gonna go to Pensacola
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| Gonna fuck my way through college
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| You’ve gone with the thick rims
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| Big look with the lip ring and things
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| Wake me when the bell rings
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| I’m gonna sleep 'cause you live in my day dreams
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| You’ve gone with the thick rims
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| Big look with the lip ring and things
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| Wake me when the bell rings
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| I’m gonna sleep 'cause you live in my day dreams
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| Sitting pretty in the prime of life
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| I’m so tasty and the price is right
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| Stewing in the black dope
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| I’m filthy and I love it
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| Studebaker all gold
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| Got a shotgun in my pocket
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| You’ve gone with the thick rims
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| Big look with the lip ring and things
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| Wake me when the bell rings
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| I’m gonna sleep 'cause you live in my day dreams |