[Intro: Laura Les]
Hey, you 'lil piss baby
You think you're so fucking cool? Huh?
[Verse 1: Laura Les]
Aw, look at those arms
Your arms look so fucking cute, they look like lil' cigarettes
I bet I could smoke you, I could roast you
And then you'd love it and you'd text me "I love you"
And then I'd fucking-
[Chorus: Laura Les]
With the big boys coming with the big stuff
I feel so clean like a money machine, yeah
Big boys coming with the big trucks
Feel so clean like a money machine, oh yeah
Big boys coming with the big trucks
Feel so clean like a money machine, oh yeah
Big boys coming with the picture
Feel so clean like a money machine, oh yeah
[Post-Chorus: Laura Les]
Feel so clean like a money machine
Feel so clean like a money machine
Feel so clean like a money machine
Feel so clean like a money machine
Hey, you 'lil piss baby
You think you're so fucking cool? Huh?
[Verse 1: Laura Les]
Aw, look at those arms
Your arms look so fucking cute, they look like lil' cigarettes
I bet I could smoke you, I could roast you
And then you'd love it and you'd text me "I love you"
And then I'd fucking-
[Chorus: Laura Les]
With the big boys coming with the big stuff
I feel so clean like a money machine, yeah
Big boys coming with the big trucks
Feel so clean like a money machine, oh yeah
Big boys coming with the big trucks
Feel so clean like a money machine, oh yeah
Big boys coming with the picture
Feel so clean like a money machine, oh yeah
[Post-Chorus: Laura Les]
Feel so clean like a money machine
Feel so clean like a money machine
Feel so clean like a money machine
Feel so clean like a money machine
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