Punk Ass Lyrics

You know what I like about me?

I'm a facilitator

Ha ha ha ha

Oh my god

I

Can't

Wait to see you walk

Into the living room

So I can make fun of you

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You

Take it like a champ

Say I'm sleeping on the couch

If your dinner isn't done soon

See

That's why no one likes you

Start to crack a smile

I'll bite that dimple off your cheek, yeah

You put your

Hands around my waist

Lipstick kisses on your face

Sayin' fuck you very much

Ooooh

They say we're overcompatible

We probably get along too good

It's the terms of endearment

Ooooh

That make me love you so much, bitch

Love you

Bitch

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Make me love you

Bitch

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Make me love you

Bitch

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Fuck you

Take me on a date

Go and buy a wedding cake

To watch me shoot it with a shotgun

I I Icing on your face

That's the only time you're sweet

I rub it in to make your eyes burn

You're such a dingaling

I love you though

Who would've thought I'd love a mama's boy

I know you hate it when I say that

I just wanna make you mad

It's the best sex that I've ever had

Ooooh

They say we're overcompatible

We probably get along too good

It's the terms of endearment

Ooooh

That make me love you so much bitch

Love you

Bitch

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Make me love you

Bitch

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Make me love you

Bitch

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Make me love you

Bitch

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Make me love you

Bitch

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