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Put you in my plastic purse Zip it up and I'll make it feel worse Oh, I wanna put you in the dirt But you would probably like that, right? Too big to be feeding your ego Look down, see you hanging where the weeds all grow So cute though, you never know though Might throw a low blow I'm so, I'm so sick of dudes in beanies, little weenies Stupid little feeties in Adidies Rub the lamp if you want and I'm a genie I'm a punisher, call me Phoebe, yuh I'm a sucker for the little things I'm a statue, you're a figurine You can't even reach my limousine But I still really, really, really wanna Put you in my plastic purse Zip it up and I'll make it feel worse Oh, I wanna put you in the dirt (In the dirt) But you would probably like that, right? Put you in my plastic purse Zip it up and I'll make it feel worse Oh, I wanna put you in the dirt (Dirt) Letras de cancionesBut you would probably like that, right? Right? Like how hard is it for a bonehead, cheesy brain boy to text back? Like, I know you're not busy I know you're not working I know you're not doing anything important So what the fuck? I'm so sick of dudes in beanies, little wienies Stupid little feeties in adidies Rub the lamp if you want and I'm a genie I'm a punisher, call me Phoebe, yuh I'm a sucker for the little things I'm a statue, you're a figurine You can't even reach my limousine But I still really, really, really wanna Put you in my plastic purse Zip it up and I'll make it feel worse Oh, I wanna put you in the dirt (In the dirt) But you would probably like that, right? Put you in my plastic purse Zip it up and I'll make it feel worse Oh, I wanna put you in the dirt (Dirt) But you would probably like that, right? Right? Right? You would probably like that, right? Right? Right? You would probably like that, right? From Letras Mania