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If your mother had her druthers |
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Won't be riding with another rolling stone |
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If these bitches had three wishes |
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You'd be busted up with stitches comatose |
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With a broken nose |
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I wanna be your limousine |
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Are you diggin' what |
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I mean?I wanna be your limousine |
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Sick and sick, let's split the scene |
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These pretty boys all call you |
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PoisonBut we never let those boys in, tit for tat |
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It's unexciting, all the fighting |
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All these suckers always biting where it's at[Incomprehensible] |
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I wanna be your limousine |
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Are you diggin' what |
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I mean?I wanna be your limousine |
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Sick and sick, let's split the scene |
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Oh, you shake me like a coup |
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I feel I don't know what to do, you're just a child |
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You'd say sike-naw to an outlaw |
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It's like sparring with a southpaw swinging wild |
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Oh my GodI wanna be your limousine |
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Are you diggin' what |
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I mean?I wanna be your limousine |
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Sick and sick, let's split the scene |
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Oh shitOh ee oh, oh oh |
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Oh ee oh, oh oh |
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Oh ee oh, oh oh |
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Oh ee oh, oh oh |
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I wanna be your limousine |
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Are you diggin' what |
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I mean?I wanna be your limousine |
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Sick and sick, let's split the scene |
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Oh ee oh, oh oh |
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Oh ee oh, oh oh |
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Oh ee oh, oh oh |
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Oh ee oh, oh oh |
