i don't care about your thoughts, or what you heard about me
because every time i see you you just always run your jaw
so drop it down you little bitch, so you could give me head a bit
you know that i ain't celebet, so come on grab my cock
it's clear to see your jealousy has got the better part of you
but do not talk about my music like it ain't a job
i'm really soo intelligent, your intrest in me's geniune
you're saying that i'm dumb, but i'm bound to prove you wrong
if i see you with your boyfriend i'll be shooting you the finger
see the look inside my eyes? yeah you know you better run
'cause you know that i'll act stupid, physically i won't abuse ya'
mentally you know it's over, tell me how you like me hun
and if your man has any problems, you know that i'm gonna solve 'em
he's a punk ass little pussy and he dresses like a bum
so anytime you wanna holla, you know that i won't be bothered
'cause you're worth about a dolla, while i'm a million bucks
Copyright: Steven Spagnuolo 2009
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