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I'm put together beautifully, big wet bottle in my fists, big wet rose in my teeth |
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I'm a perfect piece of ass like every |
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Californian |
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So tall I take over the street with high-beams shining on my back |
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A wingspan unbelievable, |
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I'm a festival, |
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I'm a parade |
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And all the wine is all for me |
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And all the wine is all for me |
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And all the wine is all for me |
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I'm a birthday candle in a circle of black girls |
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God is on my side 'cause |
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I'm the child bride |
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I'm so sorry but the motorcade will have to go around me this time' |
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Cause God is on my side and |
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I'm the child bride |
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And all the wine is all for me |
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And all the wine is all for me |
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And all the wine is all for me |
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I carry the dollhouse safe on my shoulders |
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Through the black city, nightlights are on in the corners |
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And everyone's sleeping upstairs |
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All safe and sound |
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All safe and sound |
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I won't let the psychos around |
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All safe and sound |
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I won't let the psychos around |
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I'm in a state, |
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I'm in a state |
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Nothing can touch us, my love |
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I'm in a state, |
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I'm in a state |
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Nothing can touch us, my love |
