<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
girl<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n <\/p>\n I’m here to save you girl<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n Come be in shady’s world,<\/span> call me superman<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n Come be in shady’s world,<\/span> Bitch<\/span> superman<\/span> In a relationship<\/span> fuck that<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n girl you can jump on<\/span><\/p>\n shady’s dick<\/span> Fuck you<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n To her face<\/span> Play no games,<\/span> kiss my ass I’m different <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n man, bitch<\/span><\/p>\n why ask?<\/span> new wife<\/span><\/p>\n What you mariah? Fly through twice<\/span> they come they go.<\/span> <\/p>\n ‘Cause I can’t be your superman,<\/span> I’ll chase you around every bar you attend<\/span> But I guess that’s just what sluts do,<\/span>
\nI want to grow together,<\/span>
\nLet’s let our love unfurl<\/span>
\nYou know you want me baby,<\/span>
\nYou know I want you too,<\/span>
\n<\/span><\/p>\n
\n“Ooooh boy you drive me crazy<\/span><\/p>\n
\nThey call me<\/span><\/p>\n
\nLeap tall hoesin a single bound,<\/span>
\nI’m single now,<\/span>
\nGot no ring on this finger now<\/span>
\nI’d never let another chickbring me down,<\/span>
\nIn a relationship<\/span><\/p>\n
\nSave it bitch<\/span><\/p>\n
\nYou make me sick<\/span>
\nSuperman ain’t savin’ shit,<\/span><\/div>\n
\nStraight from the hip,<\/span>
\nCut to the chase<\/span><\/p>\n
\nmo’ fuckin slut<\/span><\/p>\n
\nSay no names,<\/span>
\nEver since I broke up with what’s her face<\/span><\/p>\n
\nKiss my ass,
\nKiss my lips,
\n
\n<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n
\nKiss my dick,<\/span>
\nGet my cash?<\/span>
\nI’d rather have you whip my ass<\/span>
\nDon’t put out,<\/span>
\nI’ll put you out.<\/span>
\nWon’t get out,<\/span>
\nI’ll push you out<\/span>
\nPuss blew out,<\/span>
\nPoppin’ shit,<\/span>
\nWouldn’t piss on fire to put you out<\/span>
\nBuy you ice? Bitch if you died,
\nI wouldn’t buy you life
\n<\/a>
\n
\nWhat you tryin’ to be<\/span><\/a> my <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n
\nBut I do know one thing though,<\/span>
\nbitches<\/span><\/p>\n
\nLet go
\nIt’s over, nobody listens to techno
\n<\/span><\/p>\n
\nSaturday through sunday, monday,<\/span>
\nMonday through sunday yo<\/span>
\nMaybe I’ll love you one day,<\/span>
\nMaybe we’ll someday grow,<\/span><\/p>\n
\nfuckin’ ho<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n
\nCan’t be your<\/span><\/a> superman,<\/span>
\nCan’t be yo<\/span>ur superman,<\/span>
\nCan’t be your superman<\/span>
\nI can’t be your superman,<\/span>
\nCan’t be your superman,<\/span>
\nCan’t be your superman,<\/span>
\nYour,<\/span>
\nYour superman<\/span>
\nDon’t get me w<\/span>ron<\/span>g, super<\/a>\u00a0man<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n
\nNever know w<\/span>hat kind of car I’ll be in,<\/span>
\nWe’ll see how much yo<\/span>u’ll be partying then<\/span>
\nYou don’t want that,<\/span>
\nNeither do i,<\/span>
\nI don’t want to flip when I see you with guys<\/span>
\nToo much pride,<\/span>
\nBetween you and i,<\/span>
\nNot a jealous man<\/span><\/a>,<\/span>
\nBut<\/span><\/p>\n
\nfemales lie<\/span><\/p>\n
\n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n
\nHow could it ever be just us two?<\/span>
\nI’d never love you enough to trust you,<\/span>
\nWe just met and I just fucked you<\/span>
\nI do know one thing though,<\/span>
\nBitches, they come they go.<\/span>
\nSaturday through sunday, monday,<\/span>
\nMonday through sunday yo<\/span><\/p>\n
![I think I love you<\/span> <\/a>baby,<\/span>\n“I think I love you too”<\/span><\/div>\n <\/p>\ngirl<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n <\/p>\nI’m here to save you girl<\/span><\/a><\/p>\nCome be in shady’s world,<\/span>\nI want to grow together,<\/span>\nLet’s let our love unfurl<\/span>\nYou know you want me baby,<\/span>\nYou know I want you too,<\/span>\n<\/span><\/p>\ncall me superman<\/span><\/a><\/p>\nCome be in shady’s world,<\/span>\n“Ooooh boy you drive me crazy<\/span><\/p>\n\nBitch<\/span>\nThey call me<\/span><\/p>\nsuperman<\/span>\nLeap tall hoesin a single bound,<\/span>\nI’m single now,<\/span>\nGot no ring on this finger now<\/span>\nI’d never let another chickbring me down,<\/span>\nIn a relationship<\/span><\/p>\nIn a relationship<\/span>\nSave it bitch<\/span><\/p>\nfuck that<\/span><\/a><\/p>\nbabysit?<\/span>\nYou make me sick<\/span>\nSuperman ain’t savin’ shit,<\/span><\/div>\ngirl you can jump on<\/span><\/p>\nshady’s dick<\/span>\nStraight from the hip,<\/span>\nCut to the chase<\/span><\/p>\nFuck you<\/span><\/a><\/p>\nTo her face<\/span>\nmo’ fuckin slut<\/span><\/p>\nPlay no games,<\/span>\nSay no names,<\/span>\nEver since I broke up with what’s her face<\/span><\/p>\nkiss my ass I’m different <\/span><\/span><\/p>\nman, \nKiss my ass,\nKiss my lips,\n\n<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\nbitch<\/span><\/p>\nwhy ask?<\/span>\nKiss my dick,<\/span>\nGet my cash?<\/span>\nI’d rather have you whip my ass<\/span>\nDon’t put out,<\/span>\nI’ll put you out.<\/span>\nWon’t get out,<\/span>\nI’ll push you out<\/span>\nPuss blew out,<\/span>\nPoppin’ shit,<\/span>\nWouldn’t piss on fire to put you out<\/span>\nBuy you ice? Bitch if you died,\nI wouldn’t buy you life\n<\/a>\n\nWhat you tryin’ to be<\/span><\/a> my <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\nnew wife<\/span><\/p>\nWhat you mariah? Fly through twice<\/span>\nBut I do know one thing though,<\/span>\nbitches<\/span><\/p>\n\nLet go\nIt’s over, nobody listens to techno\n<\/span><\/p>\nthey come they go.<\/span>\nSaturday through sunday, monday,<\/span>\nMonday through sunday yo<\/span>\nMaybe I’ll love you one day,<\/span>\nMaybe we’ll someday grow,<\/span><\/p>\n\nfuckin’ ho<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n‘Cause I can’t be your superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be your<\/span><\/a> superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be yo<\/span>ur superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be your superman<\/span>\nI can’t be your superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be your superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be your superman,<\/span>\nYour,<\/span>\nYour superman<\/span>\nDon’t get me w<\/span>ron<\/span>g, super<\/a>\u00a0man<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\nI’ll chase you around every bar you attend<\/span>\nNever know w<\/span>hat kind of car I’ll be in,<\/span>\nWe’ll see how much yo<\/span>u’ll be partying then<\/span>\nYou don’t want that,<\/span>\nNeither do i,<\/span>\nI don’t want to flip when I see you with guys<\/span>\nToo much pride,<\/span>\nBetween you and i,<\/span>\nNot a jealous man<\/span><\/a>,<\/span>\nBut<\/span><\/p>\n\nfemales lie<\/span><\/p>\nBut \n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\nI guess that’s just what sluts do,<\/span>\nHow could it ever be just us two?<\/span>\nI’d never love you enough to trust you,<\/span>\nWe just met and I just fucked you<\/span>\nI do know one thing though,<\/span>\nBitches, they come they go.<\/span>\nSaturday through sunday, monday,<\/span>\nMonday through sunday yo<\/span><\/p>\nmaybe I’ll love you one day<\/a> \n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\nMaybe we’ll someday grow,<\/span>\ntill then<\/a> \n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\njust sit your drunk ass<\/span>\nOn that fuckin’ runway ho<\/span>\nA chorus\/b chorus<\/span>\nFirst thing you say,<\/span>\n“I’m not fazed, I hang around big stars all day<\/span>\nI don’t see what the big deal is anyways,<\/span>\nYou’re just plain old marshall to me”<\/span>\nOooh yah girl run that game,<\/span>\n“Hailie jade, I love that name,<\/span>\nLove that tattoo, what’s that say?<\/span><\/p>\nRot in pieces<\/span>\nUh, that’s great”<\/span>\nFirst off you don’t know marshall,<\/span>\nAt all so don’t grow partial,<\/span>\nThat’s ammo for my arsenal,<\/span>\nI’ll slap you off that barstool<\/span>\nThere goes another lawsuit,<\/span>\nLeave handprints all across you,<\/span>\nGood lordy whoadie,<\/span>\nYou must be gone off that water bottle<\/span>\nYou want what you can’t have,<\/span>\nOoh<\/span><\/p>\nthat’s too damn bad,<\/span><\/p>\nDon’t touch what you can’t grab,<\/span>\nEnd up with two backhands<\/span>\nPut put anthrax on your tampax \n<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\nAnd slap you till you can’t stand<\/span>\nyou just blew your chance,<\/span>\nmean to ruin your plans<\/span><\/p>\n<\/h2>\n\n](\"https:\/\/stacycacciatore.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/lovehands.jpeg\"){kind=link}
![girl<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n <\/p>\nI’m here to save you girl<\/span><\/a><\/p>\nCome be in shady’s world,<\/span>\nI want to grow together,<\/span>\nLet’s let our love unfurl<\/span>\nYou know you want me baby,<\/span>\nYou know I want you too,<\/span>\n<\/span><\/p>\ncall me superman<\/span><\/a><\/p>\nCome be in shady’s world,<\/span>\n“Ooooh boy you drive me crazy<\/span><\/p>\n\nBitch<\/span>\nThey call me<\/span><\/p>\nsuperman<\/span>\nLeap tall hoesin a single bound,<\/span>\nI’m single now,<\/span>\nGot no ring on this finger now<\/span>\nI’d never let another chickbring me down,<\/span>\nIn a relationship<\/span><\/p>\nIn a relationship<\/span>\nSave it bitch<\/span><\/p>\nfuck that<\/span><\/a><\/p>\nbabysit?<\/span>\nYou make me sick<\/span>\nSuperman ain’t savin’ shit,<\/span><\/div>\ngirl you can jump on<\/span><\/p>\nshady’s dick<\/span>\nStraight from the hip,<\/span>\nCut to the chase<\/span><\/p>\nFuck you<\/span><\/a><\/p>\nTo her face<\/span>\nmo’ fuckin slut<\/span><\/p>\nPlay no games,<\/span>\nSay no names,<\/span>\nEver since I broke up with what’s her face<\/span><\/p>\nkiss my ass I’m different <\/span><\/span><\/p>\nman, \nKiss my ass,\nKiss my lips,\n\n<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\nbitch<\/span><\/p>\nwhy ask?<\/span>\nKiss my dick,<\/span>\nGet my cash?<\/span>\nI’d rather have you whip my ass<\/span>\nDon’t put out,<\/span>\nI’ll put you out.<\/span>\nWon’t get out,<\/span>\nI’ll push you out<\/span>\nPuss blew out,<\/span>\nPoppin’ shit,<\/span>\nWouldn’t piss on fire to put you out<\/span>\nBuy you ice? Bitch if you died,\nI wouldn’t buy you life\n<\/a>\n\nWhat you tryin’ to be<\/span><\/a> my <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\nnew wife<\/span><\/p>\nWhat you mariah? Fly through twice<\/span>\nBut I do know one thing though,<\/span>\nbitches<\/span><\/p>\n\nLet go\nIt’s over, nobody listens to techno\n<\/span><\/p>\nthey come they go.<\/span>\nSaturday through sunday, monday,<\/span>\nMonday through sunday yo<\/span>\nMaybe I’ll love you one day,<\/span>\nMaybe we’ll someday grow,<\/span><\/p>\n\nfuckin’ ho<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n‘Cause I can’t be your superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be your<\/span><\/a> superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be yo<\/span>ur superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be your superman<\/span>\nI can’t be your superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be your superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be your superman,<\/span>\nYour,<\/span>\nYour superman<\/span>\nDon’t get me w<\/span>ron<\/span>g, super<\/a>\u00a0man<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\nI’ll chase you around every bar you attend<\/span>\nNever know w<\/span>hat kind of car I’ll be in,<\/span>\nWe’ll see how much yo<\/span>u’ll be partying then<\/span>\nYou don’t want that,<\/span>\nNeither do i,<\/span>\nI don’t want to flip when I see you with guys<\/span>\nToo much pride,<\/span>\nBetween you and i,<\/span>\nNot a jealous man<\/span><\/a>,<\/span>\nBut<\/span><\/p>\n\nfemales lie<\/span><\/p>\nBut \n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\nI guess that’s just what sluts do,<\/span>\nHow could it ever be just us two?<\/span>\nI’d never love you enough to trust you,<\/span>\nWe just met and I just fucked you<\/span>\nI do know one thing though,<\/span>\nBitches, they come they go.<\/span>\nSaturday through sunday, monday,<\/span>\nMonday through sunday yo<\/span><\/p>\nmaybe I’ll love you one day<\/a> \n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\nMaybe we’ll someday grow,<\/span>\ntill then<\/a> \n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\njust sit your drunk ass<\/span>\nOn that fuckin’ runway ho<\/span>\nA chorus\/b chorus<\/span>\nFirst thing you say,<\/span>\n“I’m not fazed, I hang around big stars all day<\/span>\nI don’t see what the big deal is anyways,<\/span>\nYou’re just plain old marshall to me”<\/span>\nOooh yah girl run that game,<\/span>\n“Hailie jade, I love that name,<\/span>\nLove that tattoo, what’s that say?<\/span><\/p>\nRot in pieces<\/span>\nUh, that’s great”<\/span>\nFirst off you don’t know marshall,<\/span>\nAt all so don’t grow partial,<\/span>\nThat’s ammo for my arsenal,<\/span>\nI’ll slap you off that barstool<\/span>\nThere goes another lawsuit,<\/span>\nLeave handprints all across you,<\/span>\nGood lordy whoadie,<\/span>\nYou must be gone off that water bottle<\/span>\nYou want what you can’t have,<\/span>\nOoh<\/span><\/p>\nthat’s too damn bad,<\/span><\/p>\nDon’t touch what you can’t grab,<\/span>\nEnd up with two backhands<\/span>\nPut put anthrax on your tampax \n<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\nAnd slap you till you can’t stand<\/span>\nyou just blew your chance,<\/span>\nmean to ruin your plans<\/span><\/p>\n<\/h2>\n\n](\"https:\/\/stacycacciatore.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/girlpower.jpg\"){kind=link}
![I’m here to save you girl<\/span><\/a><\/p>\nCome be in shady’s world,<\/span>\nI want to grow together,<\/span>\nLet’s let our love unfurl<\/span>\nYou know you want me baby,<\/span>\nYou know I want you too,<\/span>\n<\/span><\/p>\ncall me superman<\/span><\/a><\/p>\nCome be in shady’s world,<\/span>\n“Ooooh boy you drive me crazy<\/span><\/p>\n\nBitch<\/span>\nThey call me<\/span><\/p>\nsuperman<\/span>\nLeap tall hoesin a single bound,<\/span>\nI’m single now,<\/span>\nGot no ring on this finger now<\/span>\nI’d never let another chickbring me down,<\/span>\nIn a relationship<\/span><\/p>\nIn a relationship<\/span>\nSave it bitch<\/span><\/p>\nfuck that<\/span><\/a><\/p>\nbabysit?<\/span>\nYou make me sick<\/span>\nSuperman ain’t savin’ shit,<\/span><\/div>\ngirl you can jump on<\/span><\/p>\nshady’s dick<\/span>\nStraight from the hip,<\/span>\nCut to the chase<\/span><\/p>\nFuck you<\/span><\/a><\/p>\nTo her face<\/span>\nmo’ fuckin slut<\/span><\/p>\nPlay no games,<\/span>\nSay no names,<\/span>\nEver since I broke up with what’s her face<\/span><\/p>\nkiss my ass I’m different <\/span><\/span><\/p>\nman, \nKiss my ass,\nKiss my lips,\n\n<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\nbitch<\/span><\/p>\nwhy ask?<\/span>\nKiss my dick,<\/span>\nGet my cash?<\/span>\nI’d rather have you whip my ass<\/span>\nDon’t put out,<\/span>\nI’ll put you out.<\/span>\nWon’t get out,<\/span>\nI’ll push you out<\/span>\nPuss blew out,<\/span>\nPoppin’ shit,<\/span>\nWouldn’t piss on fire to put you out<\/span>\nBuy you ice? Bitch if you died,\nI wouldn’t buy you life\n<\/a>\n\nWhat you tryin’ to be<\/span><\/a> my <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\nnew wife<\/span><\/p>\nWhat you mariah? Fly through twice<\/span>\nBut I do know one thing though,<\/span>\nbitches<\/span><\/p>\n\nLet go\nIt’s over, nobody listens to techno\n<\/span><\/p>\nthey come they go.<\/span>\nSaturday through sunday, monday,<\/span>\nMonday through sunday yo<\/span>\nMaybe I’ll love you one day,<\/span>\nMaybe we’ll someday grow,<\/span><\/p>\n\nfuckin’ ho<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n‘Cause I can’t be your superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be your<\/span><\/a> superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be yo<\/span>ur superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be your superman<\/span>\nI can’t be your superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be your superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be your superman,<\/span>\nYour,<\/span>\nYour superman<\/span>\nDon’t get me w<\/span>ron<\/span>g, super<\/a>\u00a0man<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\nI’ll chase you around every bar you attend<\/span>\nNever know w<\/span>hat kind of car I’ll be in,<\/span>\nWe’ll see how much yo<\/span>u’ll be partying then<\/span>\nYou don’t want that,<\/span>\nNeither do i,<\/span>\nI don’t want to flip when I see you with guys<\/span>\nToo much pride,<\/span>\nBetween you and i,<\/span>\nNot a jealous man<\/span><\/a>,<\/span>\nBut<\/span><\/p>\n\nfemales lie<\/span><\/p>\nBut \n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\nI guess that’s just what sluts do,<\/span>\nHow could it ever be just us two?<\/span>\nI’d never love you enough to trust you,<\/span>\nWe just met and I just fucked you<\/span>\nI do know one thing though,<\/span>\nBitches, they come they go.<\/span>\nSaturday through sunday, monday,<\/span>\nMonday through sunday yo<\/span><\/p>\nmaybe I’ll love you one day<\/a> \n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\nMaybe we’ll someday grow,<\/span>\ntill then<\/a> \n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\njust sit your drunk ass<\/span>\nOn that fuckin’ runway ho<\/span>\nA chorus\/b chorus<\/span>\nFirst thing you say,<\/span>\n“I’m not fazed, I hang around big stars all day<\/span>\nI don’t see what the big deal is anyways,<\/span>\nYou’re just plain old marshall to me”<\/span>\nOooh yah girl run that game,<\/span>\n“Hailie jade, I love that name,<\/span>\nLove that tattoo, what’s that say?<\/span><\/p>\nRot in pieces<\/span>\nUh, that’s great”<\/span>\nFirst off you don’t know marshall,<\/span>\nAt all so don’t grow partial,<\/span>\nThat’s ammo for my arsenal,<\/span>\nI’ll slap you off that barstool<\/span>\nThere goes another lawsuit,<\/span>\nLeave handprints all across you,<\/span>\nGood lordy whoadie,<\/span>\nYou must be gone off that water bottle<\/span>\nYou want what you can’t have,<\/span>\nOoh<\/span><\/p>\nthat’s too damn bad,<\/span><\/p>\nDon’t touch what you can’t grab,<\/span>\nEnd up with two backhands<\/span>\nPut put anthrax on your tampax \n<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\nAnd slap you till you can’t stand<\/span>\nyou just blew your chance,<\/span>\nmean to ruin your plans<\/span><\/p>\n<\/h2>\n\n](\"https:\/\/stacycacciatore.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/beyourownsuperhero.jpg\"){kind=link}
![fuck that<\/span><\/a><\/p>\nbabysit?<\/span>\nYou make me sick<\/span>\nSuperman ain’t savin’ shit,<\/span><\/div>\ngirl you can jump on<\/span><\/p>\nshady’s dick<\/span>\nStraight from the hip,<\/span>\nCut to the chase<\/span><\/p>\nFuck you<\/span><\/a><\/p>\nTo her face<\/span>\nmo’ fuckin slut<\/span><\/p>\nPlay no games,<\/span>\nSay no names,<\/span>\nEver since I broke up with what’s her face<\/span><\/p>\nkiss my ass I’m different <\/span><\/span><\/p>\nman, \nKiss my ass,\nKiss my lips,\n\n<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\nbitch<\/span><\/p>\nwhy ask?<\/span>\nKiss my dick,<\/span>\nGet my cash?<\/span>\nI’d rather have you whip my ass<\/span>\nDon’t put out,<\/span>\nI’ll put you out.<\/span>\nWon’t get out,<\/span>\nI’ll push you out<\/span>\nPuss blew out,<\/span>\nPoppin’ shit,<\/span>\nWouldn’t piss on fire to put you out<\/span>\nBuy you ice? Bitch if you died,\nI wouldn’t buy you life\n<\/a>\n\nWhat you tryin’ to be<\/span><\/a> my <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\nnew wife<\/span><\/p>\nWhat you mariah? Fly through twice<\/span>\nBut I do know one thing though,<\/span>\nbitches<\/span><\/p>\n\nLet go\nIt’s over, nobody listens to techno\n<\/span><\/p>\nthey come they go.<\/span>\nSaturday through sunday, monday,<\/span>\nMonday through sunday yo<\/span>\nMaybe I’ll love you one day,<\/span>\nMaybe we’ll someday grow,<\/span><\/p>\n\nfuckin’ ho<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n‘Cause I can’t be your superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be your<\/span><\/a> superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be yo<\/span>ur superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be your superman<\/span>\nI can’t be your superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be your superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be your superman,<\/span>\nYour,<\/span>\nYour superman<\/span>\nDon’t get me w<\/span>ron<\/span>g, super<\/a>\u00a0man<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\nI’ll chase you around every bar you attend<\/span>\nNever know w<\/span>hat kind of car I’ll be in,<\/span>\nWe’ll see how much yo<\/span>u’ll be partying then<\/span>\nYou don’t want that,<\/span>\nNeither do i,<\/span>\nI don’t want to flip when I see you with guys<\/span>\nToo much pride,<\/span>\nBetween you and i,<\/span>\nNot a jealous man<\/span><\/a>,<\/span>\nBut<\/span><\/p>\n\nfemales lie<\/span><\/p>\nBut \n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\nI guess that’s just what sluts do,<\/span>\nHow could it ever be just us two?<\/span>\nI’d never love you enough to trust you,<\/span>\nWe just met and I just fucked you<\/span>\nI do know one thing though,<\/span>\nBitches, they come they go.<\/span>\nSaturday through sunday, monday,<\/span>\nMonday through sunday yo<\/span><\/p>\nmaybe I’ll love you one day<\/a> \n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\nMaybe we’ll someday grow,<\/span>\ntill then<\/a> \n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\njust sit your drunk ass<\/span>\nOn that fuckin’ runway ho<\/span>\nA chorus\/b chorus<\/span>\nFirst thing you say,<\/span>\n“I’m not fazed, I hang around big stars all day<\/span>\nI don’t see what the big deal is anyways,<\/span>\nYou’re just plain old marshall to me”<\/span>\nOooh yah girl run that game,<\/span>\n“Hailie jade, I love that name,<\/span>\nLove that tattoo, what’s that say?<\/span><\/p>\nRot in pieces<\/span>\nUh, that’s great”<\/span>\nFirst off you don’t know marshall,<\/span>\nAt all so don’t grow partial,<\/span>\nThat’s ammo for my arsenal,<\/span>\nI’ll slap you off that barstool<\/span>\nThere goes another lawsuit,<\/span>\nLeave handprints all across you,<\/span>\nGood lordy whoadie,<\/span>\nYou must be gone off that water bottle<\/span>\nYou want what you can’t have,<\/span>\nOoh<\/span><\/p>\nthat’s too damn bad,<\/span><\/p>\nDon’t touch what you can’t grab,<\/span>\nEnd up with two backhands<\/span>\nPut put anthrax on your tampax \n<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\nAnd slap you till you can’t stand<\/span>\nyou just blew your chance,<\/span>\nmean to ruin your plans<\/span><\/p>\n<\/h2>\n\n](\"https:\/\/stacycacciatore.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/fuccross.jpg\"){kind=link}
![Fuck you<\/span><\/a><\/p>\nTo her face<\/span>\nmo’ fuckin slut<\/span><\/p>\nPlay no games,<\/span>\nSay no names,<\/span>\nEver since I broke up with what’s her face<\/span><\/p>\nkiss my ass I’m different <\/span><\/span><\/p>\nman, \nKiss my ass,\nKiss my lips,\n\n<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\nbitch<\/span><\/p>\nwhy ask?<\/span>\nKiss my dick,<\/span>\nGet my cash?<\/span>\nI’d rather have you whip my ass<\/span>\nDon’t put out,<\/span>\nI’ll put you out.<\/span>\nWon’t get out,<\/span>\nI’ll push you out<\/span>\nPuss blew out,<\/span>\nPoppin’ shit,<\/span>\nWouldn’t piss on fire to put you out<\/span>\nBuy you ice? Bitch if you died,\nI wouldn’t buy you life\n<\/a>\n\nWhat you tryin’ to be<\/span><\/a> my <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\nnew wife<\/span><\/p>\nWhat you mariah? Fly through twice<\/span>\nBut I do know one thing though,<\/span>\nbitches<\/span><\/p>\n\nLet go\nIt’s over, nobody listens to techno\n<\/span><\/p>\nthey come they go.<\/span>\nSaturday through sunday, monday,<\/span>\nMonday through sunday yo<\/span>\nMaybe I’ll love you one day,<\/span>\nMaybe we’ll someday grow,<\/span><\/p>\n\nfuckin’ ho<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n‘Cause I can’t be your superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be your<\/span><\/a> superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be yo<\/span>ur superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be your superman<\/span>\nI can’t be your superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be your superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be your superman,<\/span>\nYour,<\/span>\nYour superman<\/span>\nDon’t get me w<\/span>ron<\/span>g, super<\/a>\u00a0man<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\nI’ll chase you around every bar you attend<\/span>\nNever know w<\/span>hat kind of car I’ll be in,<\/span>\nWe’ll see how much yo<\/span>u’ll be partying then<\/span>\nYou don’t want that,<\/span>\nNeither do i,<\/span>\nI don’t want to flip when I see you with guys<\/span>\nToo much pride,<\/span>\nBetween you and i,<\/span>\nNot a jealous man<\/span><\/a>,<\/span>\nBut<\/span><\/p>\n\nfemales lie<\/span><\/p>\nBut \n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\nI guess that’s just what sluts do,<\/span>\nHow could it ever be just us two?<\/span>\nI’d never love you enough to trust you,<\/span>\nWe just met and I just fucked you<\/span>\nI do know one thing though,<\/span>\nBitches, they come they go.<\/span>\nSaturday through sunday, monday,<\/span>\nMonday through sunday yo<\/span><\/p>\nmaybe I’ll love you one day<\/a> \n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\nMaybe we’ll someday grow,<\/span>\ntill then<\/a> \n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\njust sit your drunk ass<\/span>\nOn that fuckin’ runway ho<\/span>\nA chorus\/b chorus<\/span>\nFirst thing you say,<\/span>\n“I’m not fazed, I hang around big stars all day<\/span>\nI don’t see what the big deal is anyways,<\/span>\nYou’re just plain old marshall to me”<\/span>\nOooh yah girl run that game,<\/span>\n“Hailie jade, I love that name,<\/span>\nLove that tattoo, what’s that say?<\/span><\/p>\nRot in pieces<\/span>\nUh, that’s great”<\/span>\nFirst off you don’t know marshall,<\/span>\nAt all so don’t grow partial,<\/span>\nThat’s ammo for my arsenal,<\/span>\nI’ll slap you off that barstool<\/span>\nThere goes another lawsuit,<\/span>\nLeave handprints all across you,<\/span>\nGood lordy whoadie,<\/span>\nYou must be gone off that water bottle<\/span>\nYou want what you can’t have,<\/span>\nOoh<\/span><\/p>\nthat’s too damn bad,<\/span><\/p>\nDon’t touch what you can’t grab,<\/span>\nEnd up with two backhands<\/span>\nPut put anthrax on your tampax \n<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\nAnd slap you till you can’t stand<\/span>\nyou just blew your chance,<\/span>\nmean to ruin your plans<\/span><\/p>\n<\/h2>\n\n](\"https:\/\/stacycacciatore.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/fuckyou.jpg\"){kind=link}
![Bitch if you died,\nI wouldn’t buy you life\n<\/a>\n\nWhat you tryin’ to be<\/span><\/a> my <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\nnew wife<\/span><\/p>\nWhat you mariah? Fly through twice<\/span>\nBut I do know one thing though,<\/span>\nbitches<\/span><\/p>\n\nLet go\nIt’s over, nobody listens to techno\n<\/span><\/p>\nthey come they go.<\/span>\nSaturday through sunday, monday,<\/span>\nMonday through sunday yo<\/span>\nMaybe I’ll love you one day,<\/span>\nMaybe we’ll someday grow,<\/span><\/p>\n\nfuckin’ ho<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n‘Cause I can’t be your superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be your<\/span><\/a> superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be yo<\/span>ur superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be your superman<\/span>\nI can’t be your superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be your superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be your superman,<\/span>\nYour,<\/span>\nYour superman<\/span>\nDon’t get me w<\/span>ron<\/span>g, super<\/a>\u00a0man<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\nI’ll chase you around every bar you attend<\/span>\nNever know w<\/span>hat kind of car I’ll be in,<\/span>\nWe’ll see how much yo<\/span>u’ll be partying then<\/span>\nYou don’t want that,<\/span>\nNeither do i,<\/span>\nI don’t want to flip when I see you with guys<\/span>\nToo much pride,<\/span>\nBetween you and i,<\/span>\nNot a jealous man<\/span><\/a>,<\/span>\nBut<\/span><\/p>\n\nfemales lie<\/span><\/p>\nBut \n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\nI guess that’s just what sluts do,<\/span>\nHow could it ever be just us two?<\/span>\nI’d never love you enough to trust you,<\/span>\nWe just met and I just fucked you<\/span>\nI do know one thing though,<\/span>\nBitches, they come they go.<\/span>\nSaturday through sunday, monday,<\/span>\nMonday through sunday yo<\/span><\/p>\nmaybe I’ll love you one day<\/a> \n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\nMaybe we’ll someday grow,<\/span>\ntill then<\/a> \n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\njust sit your drunk ass<\/span>\nOn that fuckin’ runway ho<\/span>\nA chorus\/b chorus<\/span>\nFirst thing you say,<\/span>\n“I’m not fazed, I hang around big stars all day<\/span>\nI don’t see what the big deal is anyways,<\/span>\nYou’re just plain old marshall to me”<\/span>\nOooh yah girl run that game,<\/span>\n“Hailie jade, I love that name,<\/span>\nLove that tattoo, what’s that say?<\/span><\/p>\nRot in pieces<\/span>\nUh, that’s great”<\/span>\nFirst off you don’t know marshall,<\/span>\nAt all so don’t grow partial,<\/span>\nThat’s ammo for my arsenal,<\/span>\nI’ll slap you off that barstool<\/span>\nThere goes another lawsuit,<\/span>\nLeave handprints all across you,<\/span>\nGood lordy whoadie,<\/span>\nYou must be gone off that water bottle<\/span>\nYou want what you can’t have,<\/span>\nOoh<\/span><\/p>\nthat’s too damn bad,<\/span><\/p>\nDon’t touch what you can’t grab,<\/span>\nEnd up with two backhands<\/span>\nPut put anthrax on your tampax \n<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\nAnd slap you till you can’t stand<\/span>\nyou just blew your chance,<\/span>\nmean to ruin your plans<\/span><\/p>\n<\/h2>\n\n](\"https:\/\/stacycacciatore.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/kissmyass.jpg\"){kind=link}
![be<\/span><\/a> my <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\nnew wife<\/span><\/p>\nWhat you mariah? Fly through twice<\/span>\nBut I do know one thing though,<\/span>\nbitches<\/span><\/p>\n\nLet go\nIt’s over, nobody listens to techno\n<\/span><\/p>\nthey come they go.<\/span>\nSaturday through sunday, monday,<\/span>\nMonday through sunday yo<\/span>\nMaybe I’ll love you one day,<\/span>\nMaybe we’ll someday grow,<\/span><\/p>\n\nfuckin’ ho<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n‘Cause I can’t be your superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be your<\/span><\/a> superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be yo<\/span>ur superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be your superman<\/span>\nI can’t be your superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be your superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be your superman,<\/span>\nYour,<\/span>\nYour superman<\/span>\nDon’t get me w<\/span>ron<\/span>g, super<\/a>\u00a0man<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\nI’ll chase you around every bar you attend<\/span>\nNever know w<\/span>hat kind of car I’ll be in,<\/span>\nWe’ll see how much yo<\/span>u’ll be partying then<\/span>\nYou don’t want that,<\/span>\nNeither do i,<\/span>\nI don’t want to flip when I see you with guys<\/span>\nToo much pride,<\/span>\nBetween you and i,<\/span>\nNot a jealous man<\/span><\/a>,<\/span>\nBut<\/span><\/p>\n\nfemales lie<\/span><\/p>\nBut \n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\nI guess that’s just what sluts do,<\/span>\nHow could it ever be just us two?<\/span>\nI’d never love you enough to trust you,<\/span>\nWe just met and I just fucked you<\/span>\nI do know one thing though,<\/span>\nBitches, they come they go.<\/span>\nSaturday through sunday, monday,<\/span>\nMonday through sunday yo<\/span><\/p>\nmaybe I’ll love you one day<\/a> \n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\nMaybe we’ll someday grow,<\/span>\ntill then<\/a> \n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\njust sit your drunk ass<\/span>\nOn that fuckin’ runway ho<\/span>\nA chorus\/b chorus<\/span>\nFirst thing you say,<\/span>\n“I’m not fazed, I hang around big stars all day<\/span>\nI don’t see what the big deal is anyways,<\/span>\nYou’re just plain old marshall to me”<\/span>\nOooh yah girl run that game,<\/span>\n“Hailie jade, I love that name,<\/span>\nLove that tattoo, what’s that say?<\/span><\/p>\nRot in pieces<\/span>\nUh, that’s great”<\/span>\nFirst off you don’t know marshall,<\/span>\nAt all so don’t grow partial,<\/span>\nThat’s ammo for my arsenal,<\/span>\nI’ll slap you off that barstool<\/span>\nThere goes another lawsuit,<\/span>\nLeave handprints all across you,<\/span>\nGood lordy whoadie,<\/span>\nYou must be gone off that water bottle<\/span>\nYou want what you can’t have,<\/span>\nOoh<\/span><\/p>\nthat’s too damn bad,<\/span><\/p>\nDon’t touch what you can’t grab,<\/span>\nEnd up with two backhands<\/span>\nPut put anthrax on your tampax \n<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\nAnd slap you till you can’t stand<\/span>\nyou just blew your chance,<\/span>\nmean to ruin your plans<\/span><\/p>\n<\/h2>\n\n](\"https:\/\/stacycacciatore.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/season.jpg\"){kind=link}
![fuckin’ ho<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n‘Cause I can’t be your superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be your<\/span><\/a> superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be yo<\/span>ur superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be your superman<\/span>\nI can’t be your superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be your superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be your superman,<\/span>\nYour,<\/span>\nYour superman<\/span>\nDon’t get me w<\/span>ron<\/span>g, super<\/a>\u00a0man<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\nI’ll chase you around every bar you attend<\/span>\nNever know w<\/span>hat kind of car I’ll be in,<\/span>\nWe’ll see how much yo<\/span>u’ll be partying then<\/span>\nYou don’t want that,<\/span>\nNeither do i,<\/span>\nI don’t want to flip when I see you with guys<\/span>\nToo much pride,<\/span>\nBetween you and i,<\/span>\nNot a jealous man<\/span><\/a>,<\/span>\nBut<\/span><\/p>\n\nfemales lie<\/span><\/p>\nBut \n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\nI guess that’s just what sluts do,<\/span>\nHow could it ever be just us two?<\/span>\nI’d never love you enough to trust you,<\/span>\nWe just met and I just fucked you<\/span>\nI do know one thing though,<\/span>\nBitches, they come they go.<\/span>\nSaturday through sunday, monday,<\/span>\nMonday through sunday yo<\/span><\/p>\nmaybe I’ll love you one day<\/a> \n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\nMaybe we’ll someday grow,<\/span>\ntill then<\/a> \n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\njust sit your drunk ass<\/span>\nOn that fuckin’ runway ho<\/span>\nA chorus\/b chorus<\/span>\nFirst thing you say,<\/span>\n“I’m not fazed, I hang around big stars all day<\/span>\nI don’t see what the big deal is anyways,<\/span>\nYou’re just plain old marshall to me”<\/span>\nOooh yah girl run that game,<\/span>\n“Hailie jade, I love that name,<\/span>\nLove that tattoo, what’s that say?<\/span><\/p>\nRot in pieces<\/span>\nUh, that’s great”<\/span>\nFirst off you don’t know marshall,<\/span>\nAt all so don’t grow partial,<\/span>\nThat’s ammo for my arsenal,<\/span>\nI’ll slap you off that barstool<\/span>\nThere goes another lawsuit,<\/span>\nLeave handprints all across you,<\/span>\nGood lordy whoadie,<\/span>\nYou must be gone off that water bottle<\/span>\nYou want what you can’t have,<\/span>\nOoh<\/span><\/p>\nthat’s too damn bad,<\/span><\/p>\nDon’t touch what you can’t grab,<\/span>\nEnd up with two backhands<\/span>\nPut put anthrax on your tampax \n<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\nAnd slap you till you can’t stand<\/span>\nyou just blew your chance,<\/span>\nmean to ruin your plans<\/span><\/p>\n<\/h2>\n\n](\"https:\/\/stacycacciatore.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/disgusting.jpg\"){kind=link}
![your<\/span><\/a> superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be yo<\/span>ur superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be your superman<\/span>\nI can’t be your superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be your superman,<\/span>\nCan’t be your superman,<\/span>\nYour,<\/span>\nYour superman<\/span>\nDon’t get me w<\/span>ron<\/span>g, super<\/a>\u00a0man<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\nI’ll chase you around every bar you attend<\/span>\nNever know w<\/span>hat kind of car I’ll be in,<\/span>\nWe’ll see how much yo<\/span>u’ll be partying then<\/span>\nYou don’t want that,<\/span>\nNeither do i,<\/span>\nI don’t want to flip when I see you with guys<\/span>\nToo much pride,<\/span>\nBetween you and i,<\/span>\nNot a jealous man<\/span><\/a>,<\/span>\nBut<\/span><\/p>\n\nfemales lie<\/span><\/p>\nBut \n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\nI guess that’s just what sluts do,<\/span>\nHow could it ever be just us two?<\/span>\nI’d never love you enough to trust you,<\/span>\nWe just met and I just fucked you<\/span>\nI do know one thing though,<\/span>\nBitches, they come they go.<\/span>\nSaturday through sunday, monday,<\/span>\nMonday through sunday yo<\/span><\/p>\nmaybe I’ll love you one day<\/a> \n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\nMaybe we’ll someday grow,<\/span>\ntill then<\/a> \n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\njust sit your drunk ass<\/span>\nOn that fuckin’ runway ho<\/span>\nA chorus\/b chorus<\/span>\nFirst thing you say,<\/span>\n“I’m not fazed, I hang around big stars all day<\/span>\nI don’t see what the big deal is anyways,<\/span>\nYou’re just plain old marshall to me”<\/span>\nOooh yah girl run that game,<\/span>\n“Hailie jade, I love that name,<\/span>\nLove that tattoo, what’s that say?<\/span><\/p>\nRot in pieces<\/span>\nUh, that’s great”<\/span>\nFirst off you don’t know marshall,<\/span>\nAt all so don’t grow partial,<\/span>\nThat’s ammo for my arsenal,<\/span>\nI’ll slap you off that barstool<\/span>\nThere goes another lawsuit,<\/span>\nLeave handprints all across you,<\/span>\nGood lordy whoadie,<\/span>\nYou must be gone off that water bottle<\/span>\nYou want what you can’t have,<\/span>\nOoh<\/span><\/p>\nthat’s too damn bad,<\/span><\/p>\nDon’t touch what you can’t grab,<\/span>\nEnd up with two backhands<\/span>\nPut put anthrax on your tampax \n<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\nAnd slap you till you can’t stand<\/span>\nyou just blew your chance,<\/span>\nmean to ruin your plans<\/span><\/p>\n<\/h2>\n\n](\"https:\/\/stacycacciatore.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/ww.jpg\"){kind=link}
![super<\/a>\u00a0man<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\nI’ll chase you around every bar you attend<\/span>\nNever know w<\/span>hat kind of car I’ll be in,<\/span>\nWe’ll see how much yo<\/span>u’ll be partying then<\/span>\nYou don’t want that,<\/span>\nNeither do i,<\/span>\nI don’t want to flip when I see you with guys<\/span>\nToo much pride,<\/span>\nBetween you and i,<\/span>\nNot a jealous man<\/span><\/a>,<\/span>\nBut<\/span><\/p>\n\nfemales lie<\/span><\/p>\nBut \n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\nI guess that’s just what sluts do,<\/span>\nHow could it ever be just us two?<\/span>\nI’d never love you enough to trust you,<\/span>\nWe just met and I just fucked you<\/span>\nI do know one thing though,<\/span>\nBitches, they come they go.<\/span>\nSaturday through sunday, monday,<\/span>\nMonday through sunday yo<\/span><\/p>\nmaybe I’ll love you one day<\/a> \n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\nMaybe we’ll someday grow,<\/span>\ntill then<\/a> \n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\njust sit your drunk ass<\/span>\nOn that fuckin’ runway ho<\/span>\nA chorus\/b chorus<\/span>\nFirst thing you say,<\/span>\n“I’m not fazed, I hang around big stars all day<\/span>\nI don’t see what the big deal is anyways,<\/span>\nYou’re just plain old marshall to me”<\/span>\nOooh yah girl run that game,<\/span>\n“Hailie jade, I love that name,<\/span>\nLove that tattoo, what’s that say?<\/span><\/p>\nRot in pieces<\/span>\nUh, that’s great”<\/span>\nFirst off you don’t know marshall,<\/span>\nAt all so don’t grow partial,<\/span>\nThat’s ammo for my arsenal,<\/span>\nI’ll slap you off that barstool<\/span>\nThere goes another lawsuit,<\/span>\nLeave handprints all across you,<\/span>\nGood lordy whoadie,<\/span>\nYou must be gone off that water bottle<\/span>\nYou want what you can’t have,<\/span>\nOoh<\/span><\/p>\nthat’s too damn bad,<\/span><\/p>\nDon’t touch what you can’t grab,<\/span>\nEnd up with two backhands<\/span>\nPut put anthrax on your tampax \n<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\nAnd slap you till you can’t stand<\/span>\nyou just blew your chance,<\/span>\nmean to ruin your plans<\/span><\/p>\n<\/h2>\n\n](\"https:\/\/stacycacciatore.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/beown.jpeg\"){kind=link}
![man<\/span><\/a>,<\/span>\nBut<\/span><\/p>\n\nfemales lie<\/span><\/p>\nBut \n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\nI guess that’s just what sluts do,<\/span>\nHow could it ever be just us two?<\/span>\nI’d never love you enough to trust you,<\/span>\nWe just met and I just fucked you<\/span>\nI do know one thing though,<\/span>\nBitches, they come they go.<\/span>\nSaturday through sunday, monday,<\/span>\nMonday through sunday yo<\/span><\/p>\nmaybe I’ll love you one day<\/a> \n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\nMaybe we’ll someday grow,<\/span>\ntill then<\/a> \n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\njust sit your drunk ass<\/span>\nOn that fuckin’ runway ho<\/span>\nA chorus\/b chorus<\/span>\nFirst thing you say,<\/span>\n“I’m not fazed, I hang around big stars all day<\/span>\nI don’t see what the big deal is anyways,<\/span>\nYou’re just plain old marshall to me”<\/span>\nOooh yah girl run that game,<\/span>\n“Hailie jade, I love that name,<\/span>\nLove that tattoo, what’s that say?<\/span><\/p>\nRot in pieces<\/span>\nUh, that’s great”<\/span>\nFirst off you don’t know marshall,<\/span>\nAt all so don’t grow partial,<\/span>\nThat’s ammo for my arsenal,<\/span>\nI’ll slap you off that barstool<\/span>\nThere goes another lawsuit,<\/span>\nLeave handprints all across you,<\/span>\nGood lordy whoadie,<\/span>\nYou must be gone off that water bottle<\/span>\nYou want what you can’t have,<\/span>\nOoh<\/span><\/p>\nthat’s too damn bad,<\/span><\/p>\nDon’t touch what you can’t grab,<\/span>\nEnd up with two backhands<\/span>\nPut put anthrax on your tampax \n<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\nAnd slap you till you can’t stand<\/span>\nyou just blew your chance,<\/span>\nmean to ruin your plans<\/span><\/p>\n<\/h2>\n\n](\"https:\/\/stacycacciatore.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/superheros.jpg\"){kind=link}
![maybe I’ll love you one day<\/a> \n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\nMaybe we’ll someday grow,<\/span>\ntill then<\/a> \n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\njust sit your drunk ass<\/span>\nOn that fuckin’ runway ho<\/span>\nA chorus\/b chorus<\/span>\nFirst thing you say,<\/span>\n“I’m not fazed, I hang around big stars all day<\/span>\nI don’t see what the big deal is anyways,<\/span>\nYou’re just plain old marshall to me”<\/span>\nOooh yah girl run that game,<\/span>\n“Hailie jade, I love that name,<\/span>\nLove that tattoo, what’s that say?<\/span><\/p>\nRot in pieces<\/span>\nUh, that’s great”<\/span>\nFirst off you don’t know marshall,<\/span>\nAt all so don’t grow partial,<\/span>\nThat’s ammo for my arsenal,<\/span>\nI’ll slap you off that barstool<\/span>\nThere goes another lawsuit,<\/span>\nLeave handprints all across you,<\/span>\nGood lordy whoadie,<\/span>\nYou must be gone off that water bottle<\/span>\nYou want what you can’t have,<\/span>\nOoh<\/span><\/p>\nthat’s too damn bad,<\/span><\/p>\nDon’t touch what you can’t grab,<\/span>\nEnd up with two backhands<\/span>\nPut put anthrax on your tampax \n<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\nAnd slap you till you can’t stand<\/span>\nyou just blew your chance,<\/span>\nmean to ruin your plans<\/span><\/p>\n<\/h2>\n\n](\"https:\/\/stacycacciatore.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/bitch.jpg\"){kind=link}