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yeah i'm an LA driver, got a need for speedi had a heart once, now full of material greedyeah, i'll rock my strut like i'm the alpha dogthough my cognition is in a london fogforcefeed me those raw eggs, i'll scale those stairsi'll shoot the shit with the barflies without a carei'm the best i've ever been, you'd be wise to buy stockego bolstered by the bitches when you've got a big cockyeah my heart is empty but my stomach's churnin'boozed the night away, yet still i'm yearnin'for some real connection past valley girl inflectiondoesn't matter if they swoon when i walk in their directionyeah just make an appearance like a proper scenesterflit eyes at drunk miniskirt queens heard yonderi'm no party animal, but i'm not just talkbitches look at you reverently when you've got a big cockbig cock, yeahthis whole song is an ego tripi care not, yeah From Letras Mania