I lost my heart on a monday And I'm still ripped off and passed out Too much alcohol and weed shot my ass out One of these girlies made my day for real And I've got to tell you a little sum About the way that I feel I don't know how old she was but it doesn't matter I know that they do it better No older woman can do it the way they do Fuck "more experience" when they choose you I just cannot explain why these girlies Always hit me like an a- train With their buttersoft skin and their curly hair They try to look innocent but they're always up to sin
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They knock you out at the drop of the dime First eye contact...yo that's the moment When you wanna die But when you take a look downsouth You´ll see a hell of a body on the way to blast your eyes out Drinking brew after school kissing ex-friends Girlfriends Hands always where this skirt ends They wanna make you hot no doubt And you wanna take a shot no doubt Wicked game that´s the way that they wanna play Naughty thoughts and a surprise under their shorts At any given time she wants to do you screw you Use and abuse you like she´s always used to yo You can run but you cannot hide You´re a two- second- brother when your hips collide You know who we´re talking about no doubt The little young nasties no doubt
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