Cat's droolin' on the bar stool, shake your hips and crack your whips
Cheap seventeen and trashed out, wewe went too far, been a bitch, kahaba wewe are
Your reputation's in the bathroom, it's on the ukuta and down the hall
I hear you're cheatin' with my teacher after school, tell me what wewe do
When wewe know, wewe always get the boys wewe like
Play nice, then stick them with your knife, take off your insecure disguise
Is that you, crawlin' up my stairs, is that wewe
(Is that you, crawlin' up my stairs) Is that you, lookin' half way dead
Write on the mirror with your lipstick, much too vain, got scattered...
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