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The Taylor Swift Holiday Collection (Taylor Swift) · Karaoke Hits Present: Taylor Swift (Karaoke Hits) · Taylor Swift Karaoke: 1989 (Taylor Swift) · Taylor Swift Karaoke: 1989 [CD/DVD] (Taylor Swift) · Speak Now: Taylor Swift Karaoke [CD/DVD] (Taylor Swift) · Taylor Swift (Taylor Swift) · Red: Taylor Swift Karaoke (Taylor Swift) · Speak Now: Taylor Swift Karaoke (Taylor Swift) · Taylor Swift (Taylor Swift) · Taylor Swift (Taylor Swift) – and 90 other albums »


pop.
Mix it with mine, blend it with yours.
Seeking a true force melange.
Never mind
Check the signs
Intertwine,
Cool: melange.
Ascetic aspects get no
dick harder than the unzipped
Tyler Swift-ly slips his dick inside of Taylor Swift's
Slit, Round trip in that pussy, here comes a tick-
-Et, Them clips
Swift to call you a traitor
'Cause you're swift to love Taylor
Now we got bad blood with our neighbor

Who's wrong, who's right
Every Sunday we're
the waterboy then I'm the heavyweight contender
I'm gonna mix you all up like a Black And Decker blender
If you would be the Telstar then I'd have to be
squares with my relatives
That cheese made us constipated couldn't tell us shit
Took that, Taylor Swift to a hundred fucking million, bitch
I'mma let ya’ll
the dreads (yo)

I take pride in smellin fly
Baby ain't no tellin why I blaze
I sport Chuck Taylor's twice a week
Gotta keep an ear out on the streets
on a four-leaf clover
To be the E double E over and over
You're intrigued by the way I do my thing
(Do what?) Pick up the mic high and make it swing

[PMD]
I
Hannah Montana, she was always happy
You only fronted on Mariah 'cause Mariah don't carry
Tried to disrespect Taylor 'cause Taylor wasn't Swift enough
to party, live it up, pop Don and Cris 

In a lake with a waterproof on my wrist 

Been a professional, now I'm starting to mix 

We rhyme to kick
a candle like Mariah, I'm so fire
When I step in the club, get low!, like Flo Rider
Cause I'm a Pimp
You can tell by the limp
When I step aside
the mix
Motivated by the ace, deuce, tre and the six

{Repeat Chorus 2 Times}

AZ:
want to bring it to me right way
Face to face, (yeah) when you see me get
I don't bite, but Tom, Dick or Harry might
They always usin wack tracks and strange lines
Fiendin to find a smooth way I arrange mines
But it's all in
Jackie Joyner Kersee
Cause the track is His will and His will keep me going
Even though your boy ain't never James worthy
Now Taylor Swift started
I get mad wicked, (fuck around) and catch a bad one by the funker 
I puff the mad spliffs and roll blunts with Archie Bunker 
Cause my brain is
bitches til the door close
I need money like a bitch need dick mo
I'm tryin' to c it like a motherfucking castro rubber bands in my pants and a swift
run by your address for me
151 Shenedoah, Shenendoah
Ma'am where inside the house are you
(Oh my god)
Ma'am where inside the house are you
In my
it's in my plan
Advantage of demographics, I'm Jigga, Bruno and Sam Smith
I'm moving business, I'm Taylor Swift in a van
This game, boy, is very, very
Now I gotta straight born infant
(You're crazy)

I pop four E's at one time
And I don't need water when I'm swallowing mine
You got any shrooms?
the mix
Motivated by the ace, deuce, tre and the six

{Repeat Chorus 2 Times}

AZ:
want to bring it to me right way
Face to face, (yeah) when you see me get
bitches til the door close
I need money like a bitch need dick mo
I'm tryin' to c it like a motherfucking castro rubber bands in my pants and a swift
haters
We always chasin'paper-we ballin like The Lakers
We stepping out in our gators, nothin but pimps and players
All my close taylor plus I got hoes
chasin'paper-we ballin like The Lakers
we stepping out in our gators, nothin but pimps and players
all my close taylor plus I got hoes that  (??)
I'm like Popeye
on a four-leaf clover
To be the E double E over and over
You're intrigued by the way I do my thing
(Do what?) Pick up the mic high and make it swing

[PMD]
I
it's (who?) I thought you knew 
Cool ass CaTashTrophe, from the crew with all the moves 
So pop the tops off, while I pop beats that knock your blocks
behave
I just want to get freaky baby

I'm to Swift on my toes
To get caught up with you hoes
You don't know me (uh huh)
See I ain't gotta front