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seventeen - christina christ lyrics

[verse]
sweet sixteen really was bitter
trials and tribulations, i came back fitter
always knew from the start that i’d be the winner
you still got a shot though, maybe next winter
so who wanna bid her?
i’m selling my soul to the highest bidder
no angel, i’m a bad ass sinner like
sh*t, don’t know why i even bother
with you motherf*ckers, when i could be making dollars
imagine how it feels, doctor
to be a real b*tch in a room full of imposters
f*ck therapy, i take that sh*t energy
put it into my music, the people love tragedy
this sh*t really feels like blasphemy
i never go off, but i let my girls blast for me
man, where the f*ck is my cigarette?
i don’t smoke, i just use it for aesthetic purposes
i’m a clean b*tch, you hoes be on them percocets
i really do feel sorry for you, sis
d*mn, sh*t be so sad
well, that’s too bad
’cause it’s my day, doing sh*t my way
for my birthday, i want a k!ller
i don’t want a nice boy, i want a dope dealer
[outro]
boots on, and i’m stepping on you maggots
switchin on the beat and the flow like a fa* oop
i can see you’re threatened, real quiet, real stagnant
try to mimmick my talent, you couldn’t get a fragment
sorry, i’m not tryna fold ya
i’m only having fun here, i thought i told ya
even in the winter, i’m still hot as a sauna
don’t need no beer when i’m madison vodka
madison vodka in the house
madison vodka out

- christina christ lyrics

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