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Toxic
Toxic , toxic you called me toxic
If I was so toxic, weren't you anoxic?
If I was the poison, you were the acid
You tag me stormy, were you even placid?
Indeed you were plastic
Changes were so drastic
You left me in September
For a face like a plumber
He drives you home but does he drive you crazy?
I wrote you a song, can he stop being lazy?
He dont know your worth, relying on money?
He wont spend a cent, you're expensive honey
But you overlook it, for the sake of him
He got an iphone, does it make him the TIM?
He is getting hard, thinking you are handy
He is just a cask, believe me I am brandy
And you let him jerk off, with your titties all out
On that pitch I scored a century,with a not out
You thought its love, you expecting to be blind
Can't you see, he ain't your perfect find!
You found your find toxic, you let him go
Now make his dick an arrow,between your bow
The smallest arrow! You missing my long?
His starts at your lips and ends at your tongue!
He fuck your mouth with his expired seed,
While you miss my balls that smelled like your weed?
You called me toxic, or we would have had babies
I pray that your plumber don't ever catch the rabies!
The hatred you built, helped me build an empire
And your memories are toxic so I am setting a fire
Seeing you burn makes my toxicity less
I Got another find, and now she will bless
If I was so toxic, weren't you anoxic?
If I was the poison, you were the acid
You tag me stormy, were you even placid?
Indeed you were plastic
Changes were so drastic
You left me in September
For a face like a plumber
He drives you home but does he drive you crazy?
I wrote you a song, can he stop being lazy?
He dont know your worth, relying on money?
He wont spend a cent, you're expensive honey
But you overlook it, for the sake of him
He got an iphone, does it make him the TIM?
He is getting hard, thinking you are handy
He is just a cask, believe me I am brandy
And you let him jerk off, with your titties all out
On that pitch I scored a century,with a not out
You thought its love, you expecting to be blind
Can't you see, he ain't your perfect find!
You found your find toxic, you let him go
Now make his dick an arrow,between your bow
The smallest arrow! You missing my long?
His starts at your lips and ends at your tongue!
He fuck your mouth with his expired seed,
While you miss my balls that smelled like your weed?
You called me toxic, or we would have had babies
I pray that your plumber don't ever catch the rabies!
The hatred you built, helped me build an empire
And your memories are toxic so I am setting a fire
Seeing you burn makes my toxicity less
I Got another find, and now she will bless
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