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Papercuts on my fingers when I'm counting these tips
'Cause the crowd went wild when I spun and I dipped
Target practice in the closet 'cause my looks never miss
And I look mad cunt with the gloss on my lips
Heels on high with the birds and the planes
And when I comin' down the runway
bitch, I'm leavin' a flame
It ain't my fault that you're lame
So take a note so one day you could feel the fame
I'm like an urban legend 'cause you know I exist
But you bitches are not seeing me just like it's The Mist
When I come through, it's a wrap like I twisted my ankle
On your Tv screen like I'm Bethenny Frankel
Hair, body, face always shimmer and shine
And if you wanna talk about it, girl, I don't got the time
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Don't stop, do it, do it
Just put some Luxx into it
Werk it, serve it, strike a pose
Rip the runway, let these hoes know
Don't stop, do it, do it
Just put some Luxx into it
Beat that mug and give the good face
Life's a race and I'm in first place
Appetizer, let me give 'em a taste
Cause when the entrée comes, you'll be stuffin' your face
Murderin' the scene calling it a cold case
Leaving them for dead with my 20-inch waist
Used to get called pretty as a punchline
Now I'm paid for being pretty, workin' on my own time
Don't wanna cut the check? Don't hit my line
'Cause I'm ten steps ahead, keep up next time
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I'll make a sweater out of your tears
Bring life to all of your fears
Switch looks and then I switch gears
Real groovy, Lady Miss Kier
Designer all on my body
Maxing credit cards is my hobby
Meet me in the hotel lobby
Gimme the check, mate
Like you're Bobby
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Looks, look, look, look so sublime
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Compositor: Justin R Reed