BEAUTY
THE WAY I FEEL ABOUT BEAUTY
MY OVEN MITS CANT TOUCH HER BECAUSE SHE IS SO DAMN HOT
THERE ISN'T A PERM IN THE WORLD THAT WILL GET YOU AS FINE
I HAD TO GET EOD ON THE SCENE BECAUSE BEAUTY IS THE GOT DAMN BOMB
THEIRS KNOW BAND IN THE WORLD THAT ROCKS LIKE HER
AIN'T NO ANIMAIL IN THE WORLD THATS FOXIER THAN HER
SOMTIMES I WISH I WAS THE WORD EVERYDAY SO I COULD STAND NEXT TO HER JUST EVERYDAY
SHE MUST BE A HAT CAUSE SHE IS ALWAYS ON MY MIND
YOU MUST BE A SCOPE CAUSE YOUR GOOD TO LOOK AT
BUT YOUR BAD FOR MY VISION, CANDY TO MY EYES YOU SATISFY MY SWEET PUPILS , HAVE THEM FALL OUT MY EYES
THE ONE THING I MUST SAY TO BEAUTY IS THAT SHE IS BEAUTIFUL
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