I ain't your prom queen
I aint the one u need
I aint some lil ball of clay u can mold
In the palm of ur hand
I don't need protection
Or for u to hold my hand
Or u to stick up for me just 'cause u can
I can do it myself
I can be just a little bit
Of a little bitch when i want 2
I can be that
Lil bitch to you
U know that u
Don't appreciate don't want me
So why u actin
Like u really do?
'cause i'll feel what i want to
Do what i gotta do
Say what i mean
So no to you
Why are u trippin
What r u sippin
If u think
We'd be good
I'll never call ur cell
Make u hurt like hell
Not really care about what u do
Piss u off so bad
Get u really mad
I hear opposites attract
But not in this case
I aint ur type
U know i'm right
So stop playin
Ur foolin urself
Don't wanna end it
Lose our good friendship
But we ain't meant to be
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