
SKIM MILK Papaya & Friends
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[Verse 1: Ho Bobby & underscores]
Kinda left you outside, but your tattoos on your sides
Make me queasy in my sides, and I don't want you 'cause
I don't like your taste no more (No more)
I don't check the date no more (No more)
Thought you'd act surprised, you got one too many flies
That keep flying 'round your thighs, and I don't want you 'cause
Don't like acting fake no more (No more)
I just don't wanna waste no more
[Chorus: Henson Popa]
I'm done crying over half-empty glass tipped over
You're spoiled and I'm tired
All tangled in our ties
Can't ignore our past sensations, but I
Feel weird in your expiration when you say it'll all be fine
But we'll kneel down to the wire
[Verse 2: underscores and Ho Bobby]
I met you somewhere in the middle
And we can talk it out for a minute
Let's just work it out for a minute
Summer taste buds were just mad
You tore right through the bag and I think I want you back
I'm enchanted
Threw us in the bin
Now I'm looking back 'cause I couldn't take a hint
Kinda left you outside, but your tattoos on your sides
Make me queasy in my sides, and I don't want you 'cause
I don't like your taste no more (No more)
I don't check the date no more (No more)
Thought you'd act surprised, you got one too many flies
That keep flying 'round your thighs, and I don't want you 'cause
Don't like acting fake no more (No more)
I just don't wanna waste no more
[Chorus: Henson Popa]
I'm done crying over half-empty glass tipped over
You're spoiled and I'm tired
All tangled in our ties
Can't ignore our past sensations, but I
Feel weird in your expiration when you say it'll all be fine
But we'll kneel down to the wire
[Verse 2: underscores and Ho Bobby]
I met you somewhere in the middle
And we can talk it out for a minute
Let's just work it out for a minute
Summer taste buds were just mad
You tore right through the bag and I think I want you back
I'm enchanted
Threw us in the bin
Now I'm looking back 'cause I couldn't take a hint
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