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Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-huh
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-huh

Stumblin' through the city, ID's gone (Uh-huh)
Gotta find a place to get my party on (Uh-huh)
Need cheap drinks and a place that doesn't card (I don't)
'Cause I plan on going f**king hard (Uh)

At least I have my cigarettes, but I don't have a lighter (I don't)
I hope no b*t*hes steal my look 'cause I'mma have to fight her (I will)
I tried to call Ayesha but her phone is f**king dead (Sorry)
Oh, whatever, I'll try again later, I'll call this twink instead (Uh)

I'm dirty on the dance floor, getting rowdy like Xtina
I'm off three lines and a half a blunt, b*t*h, you can keep the tina
I'm just tryna suck some d**k, tryna pop my little titties
Then I get a text from Alex said hе's lost in the Windy City, I said

Hey b*t*h, wherе you at? (I don't know where the f**k I'm at)
Can you hear me? Am I breaking up? (I can't hear, are you breaking up?)
Get over here, let's party (I just wanna party)
Grab my purse, get a ride and I'll meet you outside
Hey, b*t*h, where you at? (I don't know where the f**k I'm at)
Can you hear me? Am I breaking up? (I can't hear, are you breaking up?)
Get over here, let's party (I just wanna party)
Grab my purse, get a ride and I'll meet you outside

Smells like sex, triple X, I'm hopping clubs, one to the next
I'm loaded, gone, paid for good, pulling more d**k than I know I should
I want the hardest wood, I'm cruisin' trade, sippin' on vodka lemonade
I'm gettin' laid, alright, bikini tops, see-through, real tight

I'm walking through Boystown, but I can't find a bottom
I see some skinny twinks out here but I don't wanna top them
And I can't find Ayesha 'cause she's probably sucking d**k
b*t*h, pick up your goddamn phone, you're gonna make me sick

Hey b*t*h, where you at? (I don't know where the f**k I'm at)
Can you hear me? Am I breaking up? (I can't hear, are you breaking up?)
Get over here, let's party (I just wanna party)
Grab my purse, get a ride and I'll meet you outside
Hey, b*t*h, where you at? (I don't know where the f**k I'm at)
Can you hear me? Am I breaking up? (I can't hear, are you breaking up?)
Get over here, let's party (I just wanna party)
Grab my purse, get a ride and I'll meet you outside

Yeah, uh-huh-uh
Ayesha and Alex
f**k me 'til I die

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