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Just Drop Dead

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Okay, where the hell you been? Said that you been hangin' with your cute girlfriends Then I get a call, kinda woke me up Said they saw you chillin' with this young little fuck I was kinda dazed, and maybe confused Never would expected this terrible news Not only were you kissin' this fool you've been dissin' You was playin' me out, now you better listen What the fuck is goin' on? Who the fuck do you think you are (bitch), cause for alarm I put up with your shit, beggin' me to stay Even though you ran your fuckin' mouth every day I ain't some punk ass, dealin' with your drunk ass Yeah, you might be fine, but you crossed the fuckin' line Now there's no returnin', this lesson that you're learnin' Pullin' down them panties will leave your ass burnin' 'Cause I deserve more, I deserve more React like a whore So just drop dead Just drop dead Rewind, back to the start When we got together, I gave you my heart You made a few mistakes, but that's how it goes And every time I broke up, you gave my ass a rose Saying that you're sorry and I'm the only one Believe you like a chump, while you were having fun I was feeling lonely, while you were with your homie Ain't that a bitch, now your boy can blow me What the fuck is goin' on? Who the fuck do you think you are (bitch), cause for alarm I put up with your shit, beggin' me to stay Even though you ran your fuckin' mouth every day I ain't some punk ass, dealin' with your drunk ass Yeah, you might be fine, but you crossed the fuckin' line Now there's no returnin', this lesson that you're learnin' Pullin' down them panties will leave your ass burnin' 'Cause I deserve more, I deserve more React like a whore So just drop dead 'Cause I deserve more, I deserve more React like a whore So just drop With love, there's lust Then blood, and guts Your touch, my crutch I trust you way too much With love, there's lust Then blood, and guts Your touch, my crutch I trust you way too much You got a lot of fuckin' nerve You think this is a fuckin' tennis match (bitch), time for me to serve I'm John McEnroe, ready for me ho It's fifteen love, where the f******u gonna go? (Huh?) Where the f******u gonna go? (Huh?) Where the f******u gonna go? What the fuck is goin' on? Who the fuck do you think you are (bitch), cause for alarm I put up with your shit, beggin' me to stay Even though you ran your fuckin' mouth every day I ain't some punk ass, dealin' with your drunk ass Yeah, you might be fine, but you crossed the fuckin' line Now there's no returnin', this lesson that you're learnin' Pullin' down them panties will leave your ass burnin' 'Cause I deserve more, I deserve more React like a whore So just drop dead 'Cause I deserve more, I deserve more React like a whore So just drop dead Just drop dead --- Just Drop Dead - Limp Bizkit

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Enviado el 25 de octubre de 2022 Por Anonymous

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Nombre Lanzamiento o Álbum

Eat You Alive

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Limp Bizkit / Interscope

Fecha de Lanzamiento

1 de enero de 2003

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