She can only take so much more than her heart got
Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job
I'm hatsheput, the king, the queen,
I get paper like i a mail box, seen
It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her
The second grader cadence was great but maybe you should try harder
I'm the queen of this game
Parking lot of the blue flame
Hand on knob, gotta do the job
Shit don't stopcuz i can make that ass drop
Let em play with her box, she give the greatest top
The principle came up and she said i did a good job,
But i think im queen elizabeth
And now your best friend's having kids
My ten cent hold your head, don’t let lames bring you down
He gets a great paying job and moves back to his hometown
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