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Lyricist: Alexander ONeal
Lyrics:
Mmm, mmm, mmm, come on Mmm, mmm, mmm, come on Mmm, mmm, mmm, come on Can I get some nasty bass? (Yeah, alright) Fake Mmm, mmm, mmm Fake Nasty bass Mmm, it's gonna be kinda right tonight Fellas (Yeah) We're gonna talk about a girl who's fake Fellas, can I get you to put your hands together for that? Come on Patty, Patty
Your name was Patty, but now it's Kay Girl, you seem to change it every day Your hair was long, but now it's short You say 'I got it cut!' but I don't see no hair upon the floor
Whenever I go out with you I find out something new
You're a fake, baby You can't conceal it Know how I know? 'Cause I can feel it You're a fake, baby No rhyme or reason 'Cause in your mind It's lying season
You had brown eyes, but now they're blue And those false eyelashes that you're wearing, too, well In bed this morning, you called me Clyde Alex is the name that I go by
If women could be counterfeit Then you'd be it
You're a fake, baby You can't conceal it Know how I know? 'Cause I can feel it You're a fake, baby I've blown your cover The jig is up 'Cause I discovered You're a fake, baby No need to hide it Can't change my mind 'Cause I've decided You're a fake, baby And I'm disgusted The game is through And girl, you're busted
Fake, fake, fake, fake I know that's right What you gon' do now, Alex? Fake, fake, fake, fake Fake Mmm, mmm, mmm Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, come on Mmm, mmm, mmm Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm Fake, baby Ba—, ba—, ba—, ba—, ba—, ba—, ba—, ba—, baby Ba—, ba—, ba— Fake Ba—, ba—, ba—, ba—
Whenever I go out with you I find out something new You're a fake You always have a good excuse But girl there ain't no use
You're a fake, baby You can't conceal it Know how I know? 'Cause I can feel it You're a fake, baby No rhyme or reason 'Cause in your mind It's lying season
You're a fake, baby (Patty, Patty) Fake (Patty, Patty) Ooh-wee, baby, baby Fake (Patty, Patty) Running 'round and running 'round Fake (Patty, Patty) Dirty, nasty, lowdown, sleazy Fake (Patty, Patty) Woo, no, no, no Fake (Patty, Patty) Ooh-wee, baby, baby Fake (Patty, Patty) Creepin' out those dirty windows Fake (Patty, Patty) Don't you be no Fake (Patty, Patty) Looking out through your back door Fake (Patty, Patty) Don't you come 'round here no more, baby Fake (Patty, Patty) That's the kind of girl you are Fake (Patty, Patty) I don't need no lowdown liar Fake Done to me Fake Uh Fake Is the word Fake I don't need no sleazy lowdown Fake
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