| One, two
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| One, two, three and
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| Ohh!
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| She got the money, dripping gold like honey,
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| Got the claws to match, to drag you back,
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| And nothing’s gonna stop her!
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| One woman army of Gucci and Armani
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| So gets alright, she loves the fight
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| And then go out and party!
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| Oh, I should have given you up!
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| Oh, I should have given you up!
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| Once beauty queen, changing in a limousine
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| In a rented dress, the girls don’t mess,
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| The camera seems to love them!
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| A twisted mind, beauty intertwined
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| From the belly of the beast there’s no release,
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| And nothing gonna stop her!
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| Oh, I should have given you up!
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| Oh, I should have given you up!
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| No one can deny that the girls a wicked lie,
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| But she’s my lie
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| People always talking say this boy should just be walking
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| But it’s my life!
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| That the girl is just a tramp,
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| Watch your money, watch your back
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| It’s a gold trap
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| If you don’t then you will fall,
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| That’s the beauty of it all,
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| This is real life
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| She loves a white line even through the daytime
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| Y’all have no doubt the girl’s got claws
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| She always gets her own way!
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| A broken doll, feelings they are gone,
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| If she stamps her feet you best retreat
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| Then run yourself the wrong way
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| Oh, I should have given you up!
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| (No, no, no!)
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| Oh, I should have given you up!
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| (No, no, no!)
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| Oh, I should have given you up!
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| (No, no, no!)
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| Oh, I should have given you up!
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| (No, no, no!)
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| Oh, I should have given you up!
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| (No, no, no!)
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| Oh, I should have given you up!
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| (No, no, no!) |