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Why don't you float your own boat?
Bitch, why you hatin'?
Bein' mean, making me think you Satan
Be this rude, it'll decide your fate and
It won't be good, dude
Better fix your attitude
You look fuckin' silly, might as well be n***
At this point, I've had it all
You makin' me feel cold, and it's barely even fall
Bitch, you short, better wish that you were tall
Wish you had some back-up so someone could back your call
But, nah, you tweakin'
You so foolish, it's Halloween and you freakin'
You're lame
And I hate you all the same
Gonna wish you never came
To my page
When I let out my rage
I'mma throw you in a cage
You suck, need to pull you of this stage
Need some 'tude-changin' magic from this sage
You as stiff as a rake
Boutta throw you in this lake
You a loser, you a fake
Spotlight wasn't yours to take
Bitch, I'll fuckin' team up with Laci
We'll blow up in your face-y
Put you back in your place-y
You not hot, unlike the mom of Stacey
Flip it (Your mood)
End it (The attitude)
Eat it (The floor, not food)
You as soupy as soup
Throw you back the fuck outta the loop
You think you cool, but noope!