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Oh you know you like that sound

5 b*tches sitting next to the rug

Paper flying on that carpet

And they needed some love

I reached over grab one shoulder

And said yes would you go?

She said maybe baby

Later maybe after my show

She said she wanted to get inside

Of the multi vehicle

But it was moving so fast

I had to stop, but you see

At the corner of the place, the place

I walked in and I turned up my face

I said, oh I am the b*tch on the side

I am the b*tch on the side

I am the b*tch on the side

I am the b*tch!

Oh, here I go, here I go, here I go again

I am always finding the time when

I feel I need to please,please you

But why do I even give a f*ck, a f*ck about

How the world trails off, off