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Men don't protect her
They just neglect her
They got her singing the blues
There's either no God or there is and he don't care about you
She'll keep on hustling
Make money till the cash starts rustling
She's got the keys to the till
Her scent is dancing like a pie upon a window cill
Are you seeing
What I'm seeing?
In control in command
She's just a woman in charge of her plan
Some love 'em and then leave 'em
Some want you to stay
It doesn't make a difference if she does it for pay
Far from born again
She's doing porn again
They're angry little dogs
But she don't care what they say
Same men that tell her stop
Are the same suckers that pay
Far from born again
She's doing porn again
There's no romancin
When a woman makes her money from dancin
She's not gonna fall for your charm
You have to call her stupid just to comprehend what she does
Now she's doing sex work
Pays bills while you all still text jerks
She buys her own damn meals
You sit at home and masturbate while she plays grown ups for real
Are you seeing what I'm seeing?
In control in command
She's a woman earning more than a man
Some love em and then leave em
Some want you stay
It ain't your god damn business if she does it for pay
Far from born again
She's doing porn again
This girl's a new creation even after 2 kids
She'll change your whole damn life you just watch one of her vids
Far from born again
She's doing porn again
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Gaslight (Demo)
04:16
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Well you, are the only one
Ye you, are the only one
Now tell me, I'm the only one
Ye go on girl and say it, I'm the only one
And that's why, when I'm feeling something ain't right
I hold you tight, and use my gaslight
Baby, talk to me, you've been acting strange
I can see you in your eye that there's something wrong
And these texts are all crazy
I'm not surprised, cause I've seen it before
Don't go lying now baby
Your dates are all hazy,
Hear me out, I'm a nice guy
In the night, use my gaslight
I know you, like your mama does
You need help, like a baby does
And these so called friends are lying when they tell you
Your life's changed for the better
And I know if I had friends they'd probably tell me
Say boy you should go get her
And that's why, when you're feeling that fight or flight
It's so warm and bright
Use my gaslight
Baby, talk to me, you've been acting strange
I can see you in your eye that there's something wrong
And these texts are all crazy
I'm not surprised, cause I've seen it before
Don't go lying now baby
Your dates are all hazy,
Hear me out, I'm a nice guy
In the night, use my gaslight
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Miami Memory (Demo)
04:16
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Holding your hand at the strip club
Holding your hand at the beach
Holding your hand just to make sure
You're never too far outta reach
Making love in your mum's bed
Making love on the floor
Making love in the hotel room
We forgot to shut the door
Can't believe they think about it
Leaving here for somewhere new
No one did that city right
But me n you
Cellulite massage and cocktails
Bursting fireworks over the sea
And maybe I know at the end of the day
The water's rising and it's hard to breathe
Eating your ass like an oyster
The way you came like a tsunami
Our love is strong like a city
You're Miami Memory
Watching you dance with a bald cap on
Watching you dance all night long
Watching you pleasure a woman
While I sit and carry on
Knowing the world is a sinking ship
Knowing we've been here before
Knowing when cars fill with water
A vacuum seals the door
Can't believe they dream about it
Leaving here for somewhere new
I swear no one does this city right
But me n you
Cellulite massage and cocktails
Bursting fireworks over the sea
And maybe I know at the end of the day
The water's rising and it's hard to breathe
Eating your ass like an oyster
The way you came like a tsunami
Our love is strong like a city
You're Miami Memory
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4. |
PC With Me (Demo)
02:56
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Calm me down babe
I know I've been away
I'm coming back for the holidays
Boots all shined
I'm Santa Clause with AIDS
Selling pornographic polaroids
And counterfeit shades
Now baby
You don't have to be
So PC with me
She said
You don't have to be
So PC with me
The meaner they are
The harder I fall
In Love
I'm barely treading water
With Roy Boy clinging on
Paddling drunk through airports
On a raft of plastic bongs
Been on dating apps in Budapest
We got Figh as Huck in Prague
Sodomy in Berlin
Without no gutentag
And baby
You don't have to be
So PC with me
She said
You don't have to be
So PC with me
The meaner they are
The harder I fall
In Love
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Alex Cameron Sydney, Australia
My name is Alex Cameron and I won't waste your time. When you're talking about me and my business partner, Roy Molloy, you're talking about the online cowboys in the wild-west days of the World Wide Web.
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