mall girl - sylvia baudelaire lyrics
they say i smell like kinderwh0re
6 inch heel down the hall
in denim skirt i’m showing off
when they bark i’m flipping them off
b*tches wanna get in the zone
they can’t get on my level
i’m pretty so i use it all
money comes when i turn men on
his wife’s gone when i babysit
he comes over hard like a brick
he loves to taste my red lipstick
i leave it on his huge fat d*ck
slaps my ass, he likes it thick
nasty daddy, banana split!
i spend his cash on pricey sh*t
he always brings me lotta gifts
i’m a mall girl
i’m struttin’ my way to the top
i’m a mall girl
money is what i love
i’m a mall girl
queen of this f*cking club
i’m a mall girl
gimmie another shot
you know i’m a vixen, sucker
you’re just a lil pervert motherf*cker
they say i’m a beautiful wreck
gold chains drippin’ down my neck
and i don’t give a single f*ck
they can’t stop talking ’bout my racks
baby don’t worry ’bout me
i don’t care about you
lemme do my own thing
you’re n0body to me boo
his wife’s gone when i babysit
he comes over hard like a brick
i spend his cash on pricey sh*t
he always brings me lotta gifts
i’m a mall girl
i’m struttin’ my way to the top
i’m a mall girl
money is what i love
i’m a mall girl
queen of this f*cking club
i’m a mall girl
gimmie another shot
i’m a mall girl
i’m struttin’ my way to the top
i’m a mall girl
money is what i love
i’m a mall girl
queen of this f*cking club
i’m a mall girl
gimmie another shot
i’m a mall girl
motherf*cking mall girl
i’m a mall girl
motherf*cking mall girl
i’m a mall girl
motherf*cking mall girl
i’m a mall girl
motherf*cking mall girl
they say i smell like kinderwh0re
6 inch heel down the hall
in denim skirt i’m showing off
when they bark i’m flipping them off
b*tches wanna get in the zone
they can’t get on my level
i’m pretty so i use it all
money comes when i turn men on
they say i’m a beautiful wreck
gold chains drippin’ down my neck
and i don’t give a single f*ck
they can’t stop talking ’bout my racks
baby don’t worry ’bout me
i don’t care about you
lemme do my own thing
you’re n0body to me boo
i spend his cash on pricey sh*t
he always brings me lotta gifts
i’m a mall girl
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