Girls Wanna Have Fun

Yeah
 Girls just wanna have fun
 Gas pack all in my lungs
 Beef ain't dead until he meet my gun
 Balenci' on that boy make him run
 Yellow diamonds like piss like the one
 I might hot box this shit like her cunt
 Keep the heater on me like the sun
 You a pussy, you ain't ever stunt
 Bitch I'm geeking, I might do cicada
 I might beep on that bitch like a pager
 My cup purple it look like the Lakers
 She an oppy bro, who gonna save her?
 If I up it then what you gon' do?
 Dezzy tripped and I caught him like glue
 Ligaments they spilling out the booth
 Throw up the grave now his home is a tomb
 Margi on the cologne and the boots
 Hold up, she wanna see what I do
 In the wintertime I keep a goose
 If I up it then he gonna snooze
 If I call up my shooter he ready
 Izzy pull out that yop it gets heavy
 And shout out to my main, she a wetty
 Know my bop Mr. Margiela Every (thing dead)
 Two sticks in my hand, fuck a holster
 Like, put him on poster
 Watch the opps popping out like a gopher
 Tiger Woods one hole in the toaster
 Pockets fat yeah they looking like topher
 O-One more K and it's over
 Tell that lil bitch to pour up my soda
 Put some ice in that drank make it colder
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 Yeah
 Girls just wanna have fun
 Gas pack all in my lungs
 Beef ain't dead until he meet my gun
 Balenci' on that boy make him run
 Yellow diamonds like piss like the one
 I might hot box this shit like her cunt
 Keep the heater on me like the sun
 You a pussy, you ain't ever stunt
 (I'm scared to get close and I hate being alone)
 (I long for that feeling to not feel at all)
 (The higher I get the lower I sink)
 (I can't drown my demons they know how to swim)
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 Girls just wanna have fun
 Gas pack all in my lungs
 Beef ain't dead until he meet my gun
 Balenci' on that boy make him run
 Run
 Run
 Run
 Run
 Run
 Run
 Run
 Run
 Run