Steppin' Out

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I'm the wrong color but I'm on the one
 Wish I wasn't human, wish I was a pop gun
 Get off me babe, I'm not your ride
 Besides, I'm out of tickets and I mean, where's your pride?
 It's not so terrible being alone
 There's nothing to hurt you, except your own
 Somebody just date raped me to get to me know me
 Speech impediment like let's make macaroni art
 Heart in a furnace, got your learner's permit
 Now you're preggo wondering if you should full term it
 Should you get extensions or maybe just perm it
 Treats you like a pervy switch
 He likes to catch, can't really pitch
 He's such a bitch about humidity
 Because now his weave is all fucked up
 Tucked you in with a bedtime story
 Act all whorey, sports fantasy about Robert Horry
 Three feet big mouth on your teet like a little tyke
 I always show respect to the sluts and the dykes
 And the freon boys and a banned agenda motherfuck D.O.M.A.
 Baby, never surrender
 You've been a fag hag for too long
 Time for stepping out in your front thong
 (Step out)
 Get off me babe, I'm not your ride
 Besides, I'm out of tickets and I mean, where's your pride?
 It's not so terrible to be alone
 There's nothing to hurt you, except your own
 I'm the wrong color but I'm on the one
 Wish I was a chameleon, wish I was a pop gun
 

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Duration
02:35
Key
4
Tempo
104 BPM

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