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Stacie Anne
How can the things she said all possibly be true?
That everything I ever got I give to you
Is this a bam up? Oh cause this is sick you know
You know Ill break your fingers then Ill break yer toes
Yknow my dealer takes me everywhere he goes
He got a pure white tan. Yes hes my every man
Dont make me sink my teeth into yer bloody nose
Chorus:
I met her, there on the backseat
Oh oh oh oh oh on the backseat
He said youve been stealing my best moves now for days
I couldve killed you in so many different ways
But youre so funny and I kinda like your band
I hate these cunts from London they dont try enough
They think theyre mental cause theyve tried harder stuff
But theyre just rich kids yes, all in a fuckin mess
I tried to kiss her but shes lookin pretty rough
And Chorus
Oh my dearest wont you let us
Be my nearest dont forget us lye, la, la, lye
Ella said youd gladly give us
Everything but wont forgive us lye, la, la, lye