what you think, by Too Blinded by the lips of L*O*V*E* to taste their sweet poison!
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call me some names
go ahead and say what you have to
call me whatever you like
i still feel sorry for you
you think i'm a whore
i can live with that
you think i'm a slut
you think that i'm fat
you think that i'm ugly
you think that i'm dirrty
you think i'm a tramp
you think i'm too flirty
you think that i'm a ho
you think that i'm a bitch
you think i blow
every guy i'm with
you think i'm a skank
you think that i'm white trash
you think that i'm a skeez
you think i have no class
are you thro tellin me what you think
cuz hunni its my turn
i'm gonna explain a few things
and number one is what i do is none of your concern
you say these things about me
because of what you've heard
but not every rumor is true
and most of them are absurd
some of them are truthful
And just b/c i'm not a prude
doesn't mean that i'm a whore
or that i'm vulgar and crude
just b/c i've done sumthings
doesn't mean that i am proud
or that i want everyone know
or that it happens all the time in my crowd
yeah i've made mistakes
that much i'll admit
but i'm only human
and i can only take so much shit
you done some wrong shit to
so either shut your god DAMN MOUTH
before i get really pissed
and tell you what i think while i lay all your shit out
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Posted: 2005-08-11 06:53:35 UTC |
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