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Put you in my plastic purse Zip it up and I'll make you feel worse, oh I wanna put you in the dirt But you would probably like that Right? Too big to be feedin' your ego Look down, see ya hangin' where the weeds all grow So cute though You never know though Might throw a low blow I'm so, I'm so Sick of dudes in beanies, lil' weenies (weenies) Stupid lil' feeties in Adidies (Adidies) Rub the lamp you want it I'm a Genie (Genie) I'm a punisher call me Phoebe (Phoebe), yuh! I'm a sucker for the little things I'm a statue, you're a figurine You can't even reach my limousine But I still really, really, really wanna Put you in my plastic purse Zip it up and I'll make you feel worse (kiss me) I wanna put you in the dirt (in the dirt) But you would probably like that Right? Put you in my plastic purse Zip it up and I'll make you feel worse, oh I wanna put you in the dirt (ooh) But you would probably like that Right? Right? Like, how hard is it for a bonehead, cheez-it brain boy, to text back? Like, I know you're not busy, I know you're not working I know you're not doing anything important so what the f- I'm so sick of dudes in beanies lil' weenies (weenies) Stupid lil' feeties in Adidies (Adidies) Rub the lamp you want it I'm a Genie (Genie) I'm a punisher call me Phoebe (Phoebe), yuh! I'm a sucker for the little things I'm a statue, you're a figurine You can't even reach my limousine But I still really, really, really wanna Put you in my plastic purse Zip it up and I'll make you feel worse (kiss me) I wanna put you in the dirt (in the dirt) But you would probably like that Right? Put you in my plastic purse Zip it up and I'll make you feel worse, oh I wanna put you in the dirt (ooh) But you would probably like that Right? Right? Right? You would probably like that, right? Right? Right? You would probably like that Right?
Writer(s): Stephenie Nicole Jones, David Andrew Pramik, David Algernon Bayley, Chloe Moriondo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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