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Verse 1
All up in the club and you know I'm getting bitches
You better shut up before I start getting vicious
Gonna throw up all my guts and put you on the floor
Baby, shake that thing for me, come on, baby, I want more
If you got it under control, then I wanna see you dance
Put your hands up for me, baby, what's the chance?
If you got your shit together, then I wanna see you dance
If you got your shit fucked up, baby, you still got a chance
'Cause I don't really care (I don't really care) who the fuck you are
When we're drinking at the bar while I key up your car (key up your car)
Oops! That was an accident, that's what I wanna say
But you know you did me dirty so you bettеr start to pray (Start to pray)
Chorus
Boy, I'm so fucked up
Better hopе for the best
‘Cause if I catch you slacking
I'm gonna slit my wrists
Boy, I'm so fucked up
Overdosing tonight in the club
Yeah, I'm feeling alright
Verse 2
Watch your mouth, watch the way you're talking to me
I'm just a girl, why do all these boys just seem so shitty?
Want 'em needy, like 'em clingy, yeah, that's what you said
Talking about how those kinds of girls give you the best head
Chorus
Boy, I'm so fucked up
Better hope for the best
‘Cause if I catch you slacking
I might go slit my wrists
Boy, I'm so fucked up
Overdosing tonight in the club
Yeah, I'm feeling alright
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