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Hi Becky, I'm going to dollar store Do you need something? A pregnancy test? You slut! Going to dollar store with My iPod in my pussy I put it on vibrate I got "Gimme More" on repeat I need some cheap press ones And a pair of fake eyelashes I wanna look expensive So I get some sunglasses (Cha-ching) Bottle of glitter Some Hello kitty stickers I put 'em on my phone To make it look better But I see this guy in the corner of my eye Buying canned tuna, lemme make him my guy Got a blank stare like he has no soul He's my type, I wanna give him hole I get butterflies, when I see your eyes So hot I could die, your hand on my thigh I wanna be your, one and only whore Givin' it to you, at the dollar store Back at dollar store, cause I need some cherry lip gloss Pink and sparkly, just like my sexy crop top Buy some shiny rhinestones and stick them on my flip phone My Motorola raze is so pretty, it makes me moan (Oh!) Get some liquid glitter and used it as contour I look like a hooker in my dollar store couture Then I see my guy, in the corner of my eye He checked right out, and then said: "Hi" Pulled my panties down, in aisle number four There's no other place like the dollar store I get butterflies, when I see your eyes So hot I could die, your hand on my thigh I wanna be your, one and only whore Givin' it to you, at the dollar store I get butterflies, when I see your eyes Na, na, na On my thigh Dollar store La, la, la Dollar store
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