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I miss my Coco Porter, this is how it's always been Ain't no competition, just competing for attention Then you're like, I'm not as old as I used to be But baby, I've been pretty and you ain't been the same Like, who am I on mine? Who got your time? Oh, you're being rubbery and why I can't make you mine You used to be texting me, checking me, calling me your slime
Why is sunny it's starch no say I didn't say I didn't warn you bye sorry I want love if it's torture don't say I didn't say I didn't warn ya so it's gonna be forever now It's going to go outside and play
I miss my cocoa butter chicken, it's so delicious Ain't no competition, just pay attention to your life Baby, I own no game I forgot the lyrics! Oh my god!
Miss my cocoa butter kisses always my love it is it ain't no competition just competing for attention and you're right I'm not I know games but baby I've been beeping and you a minute saying like who been on your mind so I'm sorry that your time who you been Vibin with and why can make it by used to be text me take me to call me a time and now you treat me like I'm worthless standard time
You sound like somebody's grandma trying to sing but like with a good voice you know what I mean like cause you know they do all the types of runs and shit I wish I could make it more I'd like to try to make it pop because you know their voice is not good as it is but you have a good voice to match with old people singing if you get outside while you get it but like if you don't then shit and I go next when he goes I'm not excellent
Let me get my affairs in order This is a new world order Call it what you will, call it a disorder I am just a messenger, I'm just an informer We have all this power We should be blooming like flowers What more can we devour? Don't you know the tale of Babel's Tower?