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Do what you want |
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Say what you'll say |
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God is in a woman's shape |
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She will steal your body |
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Electrocute your friends |
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This is just somebody's fault, right? |
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Oh now, open your head |
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Let out all the sex, come clean |
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Oh how, you're up in my head |
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She's the dirtiest queen |
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I went to see a psychic to specialize the floor |
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I wish that she had told me more |
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If it's filthier, then write it |
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Purify, then bag it |
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This is what your money's for, right? |
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Oh now, open your head |
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Let out all the sex, come clean |
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Oh how, you're up in my head |
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She's the dirtiest queen |
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Oh now, open your head |
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Let out all the sex, come clean |
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Oh how, you're up in my head |
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She's the dirtiest |
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Oh now, open your head |
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Let out all the sex, come clean |
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Oh how, you're up in my head |
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She's the dirtiest queen, oh |
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Whose got the world |
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Got the fine grand blood on their hands |
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Whose got the face |
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In the cookie jar begging for change |
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Who, hold the rope, lock the door, kick the chair while |
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I stand |