The girl received a backhand and tried to make a stand
And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and
What you calla lifetime, i just call a long day
There was a little girl who never went out to play
A million nasty things went through my mind
To me girl your one of a kind,
Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck
Trying to look like a duck, selfie-girl knows whats up
I want a girl to love
Hop off the bus
It sends her on a trip so right
So me and my girl get it a fight,
But i took a fly route to an opposite shore
Money can change a girl from a poor to a whore
And he, what's his name, earl
You get paid for that girl
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