| Hey, be careful with that, no
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| Stop
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| The monster in my closet fought the one under my bed
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| And in the middle of the battle I said
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| «Don't tell my dad or he’ll probably get mad
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| And he’ll stop payin' for all the adderall»
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| I don’t want that, I don’t wanna get fat at all
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| In a room with the admiral, the bruiser brigade
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| It’s been a really, really messed up week, month, day
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| And I just rack up the hate, it comes as fast as a play count
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| And I’m just gonna chill on the playground
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| While you spend your whole day down in the depths of the net
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| Wanna bet? |
| It upsets you
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| You want me to fade out and I am the rap game pest, get your raid out
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| And I got your ass obsessed, no shame
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| I’m not really interested in hittin' the tip top
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| mad
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| You say, «This little white girl is ruinin' hip hop»
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| I say, «Damn right!»
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| And take a lick of the Ring Pop
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| No way near the tip top
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| And I got you mad, but you’re watchin'
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| You say, «This white girl is ruinin' hip hop»
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| I say, «Damn right!» |
| And take a lick of the
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| Ring Pop
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| I’m the kit and kaboodle and now I’m all over Google
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| And I am very Youtubeable
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| beautiful lou
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| hideous cuticles
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| You hide out in the cubicle and
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| ponder whose daughter I am
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| A diabolical plot of the industry and
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| We didn’t think anybody would be into me and umm
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| give a crap
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| Enough to have your favorite rapper twitterin' at me
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| And A&R sayin' I could be a star
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| And I’m way stressed,
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| I just wanted a Betsey J dress
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| And some time off from Chris so I could chill for a while
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| So I take a lick of the Ring Pop and smile |