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Look at her face up on the pole woah
She shakin ass woah
Look at that ass up on the pole 
She doin tricks just for the dough
She make me wanna throw

Nothing to save you

Can't play me like a bitch
If you the bitch
Can't fall for stupid tricks
If you fell for it
This what happens when you lie
I don't

left my tiny dancer 

Then we left that fucking bar and broke a couple hearts together 

Shoulder shrugs 

Cheap shared laughs 

Like it’s whatever 

I

others down
You are full of tricks you just cheap clown
You full of gimmicks you just a little mouse
Quick at typing shit but smell your self doubt
I can

I got fellas, waiting for a big dawg 
I ain't playing, so I never throw a cheap shot
Couple fellas they don't want me to grind on
I'm a star so I

Look On

John Frusciante

Inside of Emptiness

2004

I lost my fame
It's a cheap trick
I want to do it again
I've got no life [Repeat x2]
I am a separate entity
From the guy I was before
Here

veins 
You created your sin 
Blackened by greed 
Of your sick twisted need
Can never take back 
All you've discarded of me
You took all the smiles

it's what you wanna see
Me
I been blinded by the cream
This ain't always what it seems
Underrated by the seasons
Overrated by the creeps
Oui
This is what

when you burn out, or learn of another source

But of course, external motivation's a cheap trick

What does it all matter if it's less or more the same

Pride

Manchester Orchestra

Mean Everything to Nothing

2009

dyin', I think I'm dyin' for another one
The Sound
What a broke neck, what a lion, I need another and another one
The Sound
What a cheap trick, what

Don't Come to Big

Bushwick Bill

Little Big Man

1992

from Bushwick
You said that, talk was cheap and her pussy was deep
It's not the size of the shit but the motion of the open
So there's nothin to be

the Tao muffin
My brother Aaron is preparing to be staring at a glaring flaring red herring swearing
That he found something
Hopefully by mentioning it it

pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)

We Don't Want Your Body

Stars

We Don't Want Your Body

don't want your body
I don't want your body

You sold me some cheap ecstasy
So you could have some sex with me
But I don't want your body
I don't

free in this world
Thought you knew by now
Trying get a fucking hand out
Like who is this clown
You trying to get this o on credit
I can not allow
I had

by false loves
Tricked by kindness misled by intellect
Dizzied by posey sacrificed for profit
Used as cheap labor
And these will be the kindest

feel regret by me
Longer that I live I start to see
Being a leader ain’t never been cheap
Pressure of a king might cost you sleep
War with the world

Broken Wings

Sage Francis

Personal Journals

2002

And these folks decide to crush her wings until there permanently broke
She rides gusts of wind just by the way she spoke
She crys but loves to sing songs

Personal Journalist

Sage Francis

Personal Journals

2002

cheap exposure
Seek for closure but stayed open minded
Always seemed to keep composure, peeking over both his eyelids
Speaking vulgar in misleading

your shitty music, I want to throw up

Attack

Blend in disguised as normal, cheap trick awkward smile
Posing like a smartass, you're nothing normcore

know your work
I know it well
You want it easy
Just like ringing the bell

I got nose
I can smell the shit
You won't get me
In your cheap trick, no

bout this shit that y’all speak of
Shit is too cheap so it gotta be dangerous
Told all my niggas we gotta stay dangerous
Smokin that shit that’s gone

Shawty eat dick like a dinner roll
Rocking these fits while I'm sipping slow
My opps is cheap tricks they can't trip the goat
They want see me slip

Another cheap trick coming for me
I know what's wrong with me
I know what's wrong with you
What's wrong with you
What's wrong with you

Time will change you