| Oh, i just love your sillicon lips and your plazzie tits
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| And those ugly scars from where you sucked out all the flabby bits
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| You ain’t no average natural bitch at peace you’re a freak show
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| You crack a smile but, can’t control the muscles in your cheeks though
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| Face stuck, with the same look, like a manikin
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| With your bedazzlin vajazzle and carrot skin
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| Massive fake lashes with them eyebrows tatted on
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| A classy one, looking like your ancestors survived an atom bomb
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| Fuck the look you were born with every man
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| Wants a whore with an injected tan and a horse wig
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| That can shapeshift, I love the way your fake ass stays stiff
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| When she shakes it, first facelift — age six
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| She’s a sight, brought to life with a doctor’s knife
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| Looking for the next rich dumb footy playa that wants a wife
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| And their dick sucked for a nip tuck that Lil Kim look
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| Oozing class the waxwork Ruby Wax
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| Bad attitude and contact lenses to match her shoes
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| Bad attitude and contact lenses to match her shoes
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| Calves, tits, ass, lips, eyes, hips
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| Won’t you make me look like Frankenstein bitch?
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| Calves, tits, ass, lips, eyes, hips
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| I want to look like Frankensteins bitch
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| Calves, tits, ass, lips, eyes, hips
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| Won’t you make me look like Frankenstein bitch?
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| Calves, tits, ass, lips, eyes, hips
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| Please make me look like Frankensteins bitch
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| So you need to take a bit from here
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| Put it over here then reconstruct your rear end
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| I’m just being honest by the time you leave the office
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| You’ll realize how ugly you are now and how you should be I promise
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| This is a bussiness of pleasing people
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| And if making you look like a monster was immoral baby it’d be illegal
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| Don’t you wanna be a magazine star
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| Max Clifford PR, it depends how big your dreams are
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| Your whole body could be as fake as them fingernails
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| You could shake them tits for a bunch of coke sniffin males
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| With one long and painful surgical procedure
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| You won’t be able to tell if you’re a person or a creature
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| To be honest that plain Jane looks finished
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| When you can be a walking talking paintbrushed image |