[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
Got a pack of Parliaments
Six-hundred-fifty cents
Had another hundred dollars
I don't know where it went
Stupid spending sprees, they're killing me
Collection calls wanting all my money

[Chorus]
And it makes me sick, it can't get worse
The plot gets thick, it makes me curse
I curse my date, my date of birth
It makes me question, I question my worth!

[Verse 2]
Got my baby's baby shoe
Hanging from my rear view
I got a brand new attitude
I'm driving down my avenue
I don't know what I sweat it for
I never did before
She's got me seeing more
Of what I've got down by my core
[Chorus]
And it makes me think that it's alright
And everything will work in spite
In spite of how, of how it seems
It seems so hopeless, it's challenging me

[Bridge]
So sad it makes me laugh instead
Instead of cry, instead of cry
And it's old
So I can let it die
I'll let it die

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[Verse 3]
Got my baby's body close
Headed toward the coast
We just had one of those days on tippy-toes
I'm filling up with gas, I fill my hands with ass
We're dancing closely
And this rhythm comes to me so fast

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