23 lyrics for "Mode up Mode up Mode up"
Get the genie out the bottle Yeah, you supermodel thick Damn, that ass bustin' out the bottom I'ma lose my mind in it, crazy that medulla oblongata Get to rubbin' on my lap Fuck it up, fuck it up Pussy good, go and back it up Pipe her up, I'ma pipe her
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Don't you want to grow up to be just like me? Now don't you want to grow up to be just like me? I am going to attempt to drown myself You can try this at home You can be just like me Mic check 1, 2 We recording? I'm cancerous
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Told my bitch to find us a bitch we can fuck on together tomorrow Fuckin' my wrist up, fuckin' a brick up, yeah, go'n and hop on a charter I go to sprintin', I go to take off for cash, yeah, I'm not a jogger I went to Neptune, I went to Mars, yeah,
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Turn to the left Now turn to the right Sashay, shantay You better work (Supermodel) (Cover girl) (Give a twirl) Do your thing on the runway
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'Cause that's perfect to me Don't feel like putting makeup on my cheeks Do what I wanna Love every single part of my body Top to the bottom I'm not a supermodel from a magazine I'm okay with not being perfect ' Cause that's perfect to me No matter where
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'Cuz you can't (Ahh-ahh-ahh) get this stuff no more How many times does somebody lie Keep that in mind, when we say goodbye Got me a date with a supermodel. Ha ha ha I know, I know I figured "Fuck it" Dinner at the hotel, champagne bottle Steak and
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I know about popular You're only ever who you were It's not about who you are or your fancy car So catch up, 'cause you got an awful long way to go My problem, I never was a model, I never was a scholar, You were singing, all the songs I don't know
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We’re fucking infamous I don’t care what you have to say, it makes no difference It’s all because of you, we’re fucking infamous Then call me a faggot, stand up, now who looks more threatening? I never asked to be model citizen for your decor Even if you
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