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By Brokencyde, Pick up your pants girl!
We're not drunk enough to
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By Brokencyde, DROP DEAD
And I remember things, everything you said to me
I'll
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By Brokencyde, I walk into the club looking kind of sexy now
I
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By Brokencyde, LETS GOOOO!!!!!!
if you's are down motha' fucker then throw your
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By Brokencyde, My butterfly, I’m happy when you’re with me.
You’re everything
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By Brokencyde, ONE! TWO! We're coming for you.
THREE! FOUR! Lock your
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By Brokencyde, Get Crunk, Get Drunk, Get Fucked up
Throw your hands in
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By Brokencyde, Pick up your pants girl!
We're not drunk enough to
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By Brokencyde, girl! just look at me! i'm so pretty! when i
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By Brokencyde, Ahhhh ah ahh
Ahhhh ah ahh
Ahhhh ah ahh
Ahhhh
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By Brokencyde, Chorus:
Don't cut, don't cut this pig. Don't cut, don't cut
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By Brokencyde, My butterfly, Im happy when youre with me.
Youre everything I
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By Brokencyde, I walked into the club looking kinda sexy now.
I see
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By Brokencyde, She's starin',
and the mood is right.
music blarin' and the ladies
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By Brokencyde, im not addicted to drugs
im addicted to being hurt
it may
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By Brokencyde, I've been writing this letter
For a couple of months now
And
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By Brokencyde, [Chorus:]
Shawty had them Apple Bottom Jeans [Jeans]
Boots with the fur
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By Brokencyde, Yo, there's a monster inside me(inside me)
There's a monster inside
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By Brokencyde, Your pretty ha(snort),
and you ain't got no game,
and you ain't
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By Brokencyde, If you're a scene girl go back it up
Put your
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By Brokencyde, one! two! were coming for you.
three! four! lock your door.
five!
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By Brokencyde, LOVE IT WHEN YOU TEASE ME! YOU MAKE IT SEEM
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By Brokencyde, And everyday, I see him there (WITH YOU!)
Holding your hand,
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By Brokencyde, Everything you gave to me
Take away this pain that you
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By Brokencyde, Freezing to death in this rain,
I still the remember the
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By Brokencyde, You cheated gurlll,
But I don't care because I cheated too,
Baby
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By Brokencyde, Eenie meenie minnie moe, so much bitches at our shows,
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By Brokencyde, Get krunk, get drunk, get fucked up. Throw your hands
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By Brokencyde, She's starin',
and the mood is right.
music blarrin' and the ladies
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By Brokencyde, Let's go, Now!
Ya she wants me to breathe
But she won't
