Lyrics

Ugly i'm not asking I dont wanna be someone your dad sees Jack off and tell you mom dont ask me Go watch your man don't watch me On the TV in the eightyss Don't mistake me for the lady selling Maybelline Telemarketing at three in the morning Sold my soul But it wasn't for the beauty Products too much Good stuff Enough I don't want you two cum on a screen Me and my girlfriends lie Down in a bed of fucking Sea of rice trade route my Town is a bed of money Think of High school and die Now in a nightmare honey Screaming Mic all the time Cowbell this breakdown funky Breakdown funky If you liked one fifty BPM You'll love one thirty Ugly i'm not asking I dont wanna be someone your dad sees Jack off and tell you mom don't ask me Go watch your man don't watch me Breakdown funky On the TV in the eightys Don't mistake me for the lady selling Maybelline Telemarketing at three in the morning Sold my soul But it wasn't for the beauty Products too much Good stuff Enough I don't want you too cum on a screen Streaming guy all the time How is a table funny Act like I might just try While everybody's doing Be like Mike all the time How to get basketballing Hold you tight you might like you And the rest is nothing Hate corrections Gotta be right, dontcha? Why dont i take a prescription I'm in the way Move I'm in the way Stubbed my toe I'm in the way I'm in the way I'm walking now Missing Im losing my mind And that's not a metaphor There's something wrong with me There's nothing wrong with me Okay Try again Try again I'm in the way Wtf was that Got it rolling down my back Its like a panic attack Smack that bullshit out my door But it still calls me back I got nothing in my pocket Do believe in that Like a locket ima locket Wtf was that Got it rolling down my back Its like a panic attack Smack that bullshit out my door But wtf was that Got it rolling down my back Its like a panic attack Like a locket ima locket Wtf was that Got it rolling down my back Its like a panic attack Smack that bullshit out my door But it still calls me back I got nothing in my pocket Do believe in that Like a locket ima locket
Writer(s): Jamey Blaze Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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