Lyn

I lost my heart on a monday

And iґm still ripped off and passed out

Too much alcohol and weed shot my ass out

One of these girlies made my day for real

And iґve got to tell you a little sum about the way that I feel

I donґt know how old she was but it doesnґt matter

I know that they do it better

No older woman can do it the way they do

Fukk "more experience" when they choose you

I just cannot explain why these girlies always hit me like an a-train

With their buttersoft skin and their curly hair

They try to look innocent, but they are always up to sin

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They knock you out at the drop of the dime

First eye contact... Yo thatґs the moment when you wanna die

But when you take a look downsouth

Youґll see a hell of a body on the way to blast your eyes out

Drinking brew after school, kissing ex-friends girlfriends

Hands always where this skirt ends

They wanna make you hot, no doubt!

And you wanna take a shot, no doubt!

Wicked games thatґs the way how they wanna play

Naughty thoughts and a surprise under their shorts

At any given time she wants to do you, screw you

Use and abuse you like sheґs always used to

Yo! You can run but you cannot hide

Youґre a two-second-brother when your hips collide

You know who weґre talking about, no doubt!

The little young nastees, no doubt!

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