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Stop the rhetoric that a woman is crazy or difficult If a man says to you that a woman is crazy or difficult, ask him What bad thing did you do to her? Oh baby, you're so fine. My heart can tell no lie My stomach hurt from adrenaline and butterflies You make me weak in knees. You're dressing oh so fly You're not my one and only. I still take you for a ride Mirror, mirror on the wall. Got this himbo by the balls Buy me things in cerise pink and tell me how you'd risk it all I'm the bimbo, you're the fool. Push your buttons, lose your cool I oop, but you still do all of the things I like when I tell you to Six inch heels on his neck. Make him gasp for breath I'm toxic ass chronic. I'm a pretty perfect ex Poor baby, want attention? Maybe you should write a check You need it, you're pleading, getting rich off selling sex Oh baby, you're so fine. My heart can tell no lie My stomach hurt from adrenaline and butterflies You make me weak in knees. You're dressing oh so fly You're not my one and only. I still take you for a ride You're so pretty. Show me tits, not a degree Marry rich and marry old. Four years later now I'm free Gin and tonics in Morocco. Might go shopping in Milan I'm a CEO and doctor. Call me cunt but never mom Not a man I trust. I believe in me Keep your subpar charm. If you bore me I will leave Precious metal, you're the rust. I'm the devil with a bust I'm a princess, you're a pig. Leave you squealing in the mud Oh baby, you're so fine. My heart can tell no lie My stomach hurt from adrenaline and butterflies You make me weak in knees. You're dressing oh so fly You're not my one and only. I still take you for a ride
Writer(s): Malik Von Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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