Went down the aisles, snatchin all the clothes
Other words, fill ‘em up wit’ holes
He dont want the diamonds
Same clothes for days, same spot for months
Im eating you alive like chips ahoy
Same white guy, same boy, boy!
We don't do laundry we just buy more clothes,
Funny, right? ha-ha, this shit's jokes
Iron my clothes, pick out some shoes
I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth
I was born to do the damn thing
Getting the clothes for free that i'm wearing
It's disgusting and horrible to see his clothes
My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks
Actually, its adorable to see his clothes
In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes
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