歌詞

You load 16 tons and what do u get Another day older and deeper in debt St Peter don't u call me cause I can't go I owe my soul to the company store Most people think girls Can't get ahead They think that we rely on money and men 9 times at a 10 try to take us to bed But they don't know me cause I'm sick in the head I can do the same dam job you do But in reality I can do it better than you I'm never recognized for the shit I do Meanwhile all you do is Jack off and drink brews I'm back I'm killing it you feel me Bout time that you get to know the real me Nickname Butch bringing home the bacon Feel that tush now you legs shaken I got a fire for bringing that heat You couldn't catch me if I laid in the street No fear I'm here Peg store aint going nowhere Why you hating me baby Im kinda known for making girls go crazy You load 16 tons and what do u get Another day older and deeper in debt St Peter don't u call me cause I can't go I owe my soul to the company store I kissed a girl and I liked it I kissed your girl and I wifed it Girls be watching me Tik tok I'll be stepping on your toes Flip flop I'm the best in the game Tip top Just shut your mouth girl It's crap Money on my mind Gotta make this bread Your Honey on my mind Cause she give good head Im Rocking like a boss bitch Yay yay yay You Fuckin with then crack heads Nah nah nah I'm feeling really luscious Come touch touch touch touch this Oh yeah... right there Don't stop pulling my hair Bet u ain't never met someone yet Like me that could get u wet We' can do alot of things u ain't done yet Get cha mind or the gutter I ain't talking sex You load 16 tons and what do u get Another day older and deeper in debt St Peter don't u call me cause I can't go I owe my soul to the company store
Writer(s): Peggy Nunziata Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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