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Pump the brakes, you're a red flag, red light Holding up for stop signs, I'll never be sloppy seconds Go ahead, take them back, your one, two, three minutes All you do is take, take, taking off the little Got more going on I'd rather be eating glass Stick hot needles in my eyes, go ahead and tap that ass Draw them up, yeah like there's candy Girl, I ain't trying to connect or pain't a picture I'm not in it, never will be You can't be me, get your freak on You can suck it, they've all seen it And you liked it, now who wants it? Cotton candy sugar high Break your bones when you come down You're a one trick, my trick pony Who's next to hop on the ride, ride, ride?
About to bring a blood spill We've both been there, what's the next stop? I won't sit still Back to bring up what's real We've both been there, what's the next stop? I won't sit still
Pump the brakes, you're a red flag, red light Holding up for stop signs, I'll never be sloppy seconds Go ahead, take them back, your one, two, three minutes All you do is take, take, taking off the little Got more going on I'd rather be eating glass Stick hot needles in my eyes, go ahead and tap that ass Draw them up, yeah like there's candy Girl, I ain't trying to connect or paint a picture I'm not in it, never will be You can't be me, get your freak on You can suck it, they've all seen it And you liked it, now who wants it? Cotton candy sugar high Break your bones when you come down You're a one trick, my trick pony Who's next to hop on the ride, ride, ride?
About to bring a blood spill We've both been there, what's the next stop? I won't sit still Back to bring up what's real We've both been there, what's the next stop? I won't sit still
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