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Lights out, strike out, I doubt You'll ever find anyone These bitches can't measure up Lights out, strike out, I doubt You'll ever find anyone These bitches can't measure up To my ankles Levels? Na Levels? Na Ankles These bitches don't make it to my ankles Levels? Na Levels? Na Ankles
Strippers and liquor and cigarettes Apologized but your Twitter said no regrets I'd kill for a mute button in my head You alright but I'm tired of Pretending that I was the guilty one I wasn't feeling up no one but you yeah Lessons that I just can't seem to learn I never thought you'd leave me two for two Again
Lights out, strike out, I doubt You'll ever find anyone These bitches can't measure up Lights out, strike out, I doubt You'll ever find anyone These bitches can't measure up To my ankles Levels? Na Levels? Na Ankles These bitches don't make it to my ankles Levels? Na Levels? Na Ankles
Two feet, you're shallow, too real I know too wel Backwoods, you're high Backwards, two feet Shallow, too real I know two steps Backwoods, you're high Backwards boy
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