Betty

Indecisive and deaf or dumb Tongue-dried in the sun Nervous speech and your mental health Drunk on every detail Loosened up from the moral slide as though There's nothing to hide It corresponds with your sevret view and Never weighs upon you I'd blam

You got a quick snap lock on your cold, cold heart You got your YSL kicks and a red birthmark In the shape of Canada That you try to keep a secret Verse 2 You got a quick clack walk And a cold hard stare And if your eyes could talk They＇d say they ju

Betty knows about her man And anything goes what she can Pure as the gold he sent her, her heart is an open book But to fight is to feel her heart get hurt I never sugared up my shames That's that, you know it's no mistake And I always played by the

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Served up in the backyard Cooked too long on high Flying out the window Even dogs have passed them by Didn't know she was tied up Better fed than forced Time to meet the protagonist, boy He never showed remorse Choking on the one thing His tongue had

You heard about, "be your own man" You talk a lot and loud Illustrate the obvious boy You're mentally endowed You're flush with fever The richest junk dealer Honestly, a book you read once let you Think in rhyme. The old extreme sits Pale and mo

The tic begins where's the manned end ? The climate change will never get in Silent and strong and prepossessed You never need to make your own mess Weasel to me in charming to some Loathsome and glib Habits like self-love Wearing slim fast you carve