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She's got the rhythm to the beat
The kind to make you move your feet
She thinks the only thing doesn't is a reason to keep
The kind to make you move your feet
She thinks the only thing doesn't is a reason to keep
Her eyes of the prize, baptized by the size that her ego coincides
Can you be a little more civil?
Yeah, your head's a little heavy
Got your bones a little brittle
Gotta be a little tough, to be a little too much
For the guy that tries to keep in touch
Just take your time, no need to rush
Tryin' to keep my head above the water so I don't drown and stuff
Yeah, I wonder whatchu been thinkin' of
To keep kicking me down in the dirt and the dust
When I thought that I was just enough givin' love
Runnin' outta luck with the girl that I've been thinkin' of
She sure seems sure she's sure enough
She's got the lines and the hooks and the drop dead looks
If looks could kill, she'd probably be in jail
But never could she ever put the blame on herself
She's got the world on the string, or so she seems to think
She's got me wrapped around her finger and she couldn't care less for me
Well, I don't wanna be another outlet
For a girl who's got it all but doesn't give a shit
She's got the world on a string, or so she seems to think
She's got me wrapped around her finer and she couldn't care less for me
I told you girl, you got it right
I think I might give it a chance if that's al-fuckin'-right
I think I'll spend the night if I can stay by your side
I thought things were fuckin' fine until you changed your fuckin' mind
So this goes out to the girls who think they ballin', ballin', ballin'
Gotta think it's a good fuckin way to keep the right boys from callin', callin', callin'
Fallin', fallin', fallin' for you
Open doors, hold your hand, breakin' all the laws for you
Breakin' both they knees just to take the fuckin' fall for you
Keep it up bitch, lose it faster than it got to you
Who put the pussy on the pedestal?
Yeah, I think you got it wrong baby
Yeah, your shit ain't made of gold
She's got the rhythm to the beat
The kind to make you move your feet
She thinks the only thing doesn't is a reason to keep
Her eyes of the prize, baptized by the size that her ego coincides
To keep kicking me down in the dirt and the dust
When I thought that I was just enough givin' love
If looks could kill, she'd probably be in jail
But never could she ever put the blame on herself
She's got the world on the string, or so she seems to think
She's got me wrapped around her finger and she couldn't care less for me
Well, I don't wanna be another outlet
For a girl who's got it all but doesn't give a shit
She's got the world on a string, or so she seems to think
She's got me wrapped around her finer and she couldn't care less for me
Who put the pussy on the pedestal?
Yeah, your shit ain't made of gold
Your shit ain't made of gold
Can you be a little more civil?
Yeah, your head's a little heavy
Got your bones a little brittle
Gotta be a little tough, to be a little too much
For the guy that tries to keep in touch
Just take your time, no need to rush
Tryin' to keep my head above the water so I don't drown and stuff
Yeah, I wonder whatchu been thinkin' of
To keep kicking me down in the dirt and the dust
When I thought that I was just enough givin' love
Runnin' outta luck with the girl that I've been thinkin' of
She sure seems sure she's sure enough
She's got the lines and the hooks and the drop dead looks
If looks could kill, she'd probably be in jail
But never could she ever put the blame on herself
She's got the world on the string, or so she seems to think
She's got me wrapped around her finger and she couldn't care less for me
Well, I don't wanna be another outlet
For a girl who's got it all but doesn't give a shit
She's got the world on a string, or so she seems to think
She's got me wrapped around her finer and she couldn't care less for me
I told you girl, you got it right
I think I might give it a chance if that's al-fuckin'-right
I think I'll spend the night if I can stay by your side
I thought things were fuckin' fine until you changed your fuckin' mind
So this goes out to the girls who think they ballin', ballin', ballin'
Gotta think it's a good fuckin way to keep the right boys from callin', callin', callin'
Fallin', fallin', fallin' for you
Open doors, hold your hand, breakin' all the laws for you
Breakin' both they knees just to take the fuckin' fall for you
Keep it up bitch, lose it faster than it got to you
Who put the pussy on the pedestal?
Yeah, I think you got it wrong baby
Yeah, your shit ain't made of gold
She's got the rhythm to the beat
The kind to make you move your feet
She thinks the only thing doesn't is a reason to keep
Her eyes of the prize, baptized by the size that her ego coincides
To keep kicking me down in the dirt and the dust
When I thought that I was just enough givin' love
If looks could kill, she'd probably be in jail
But never could she ever put the blame on herself
She's got the world on the string, or so she seems to think
She's got me wrapped around her finger and she couldn't care less for me
Well, I don't wanna be another outlet
For a girl who's got it all but doesn't give a shit
She's got the world on a string, or so she seems to think
She's got me wrapped around her finer and she couldn't care less for me
Who put the pussy on the pedestal?
Yeah, your shit ain't made of gold
Your shit ain't made of gold
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