paroles de chanson Break the Frame (Intro) - Whitney Peyton
My
name
ring
bells
like
ring-a-ling
They
mad
even
when
I
don't
sing-a-thing
Say
I'm
a
man
cause
I
dress
tomboy
Well
go
ahead
suck
my
ding-a-ling
If
not
then
bitch-get-lost
I
ain't
here
just
to
get-you-off
I'm
dropping
something
heavy
Like
I
just
lifted
Ricky
Ross
I'm
this-that
White-trash
Been
here
in
all
thiss
riff-raff
Been
here
in
all
this
chit-chat
I've-been-working
while
you
sit
back
I
don't
give
a
damn
where
your
hand's
at
Like
what
you're
saying
so
setback
You
really
think
that
I'm
crying
here
like,
"I
can't
believe
that
they
said
that"
Yo!
Hell
no!
Get
a
grip
That
shit
don't
phase
me
a
little
bit
G-E-T
G-O-N-E
That's
"Get
gone"
if
you
illiterate
Cause
I
ain't
got
no
time
I'm
always
on
my
grind
My
resume
speaks
for
itself
I
could
make
it
as
a
mime
Uh,
Okay!
You
used
to
blow
me
open
That
changed
You
wanna
know
me,
huh?
Mate
cause
now
I'm
coming-up
Yeah
Whitney
bro,
you
dumb-as-fuck
I
can't
help
that
I'm
high
right
now
You
want
it
down,
you
rubber-duck
I'm
the
shit,
bubble-gut
I
make
'em
jump,
double-dutch
I
stay
50+50
yo,
go
ahead
sum-it-up
No
chill,
benzos
That's
my
MO
Industry
won't
let
me
in
No
love,
friendzone
I'm
just
doing
me,
I'm
only
tryin'
to
make
a
name
If
you
put
me
in
a
box
I'm
bound
to
break
the
frame
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