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Sparks Fly Lyrics
    by Taylor Swift
    Bloody Mary Lyrics
    by Lady GaGa
    Paradise Lyrics
    by Coldplay
    Mirrors Lyrics
    by Bruno
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
Aye you know this The Art of Hustle
On this album nigga, it's all about the laws, it's all about the rules, the shit that mean shit
So today
My name's Taylor Swift
This is a cover song I'm gonna sing for you
By one of my favorite bands called Better Than Ezra
And its the song
Make you strip, got my dick harder than the unzipped
Tyler swiftly slips his dick inside of Taylor Swift's slit
Round trip in that pussy, here comes
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
thought I was slanging
All the beamers were cashing out
You wanna sniff some
Get my dick soft by your own bitch
And a Taylor Swift song when they get
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
a gritty fiend for, 
Money, power, respect, get it by any means uh,
New Yorker, slick talker, walk like a brick flipper,
Decimal doctor, multiply to get
I heard your style and I beat you nigga
Your whole album I sleep through nigga
'cause 'Te's an avalanche so call an ambulance
And tell 'em to pick
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

rattling, suit taylor never taddling
You niggas a bunch of squares, Madison
As far as real niggas, bitch nigga my battle's sick
On top of being talented,
Started with a dollar and a dream!

I was fathered by the bastards
Pardon my mannerisms
The Curtiss magnet that managed without the metal with him
Enough for Pamela Anderson Lee
My Katy Perry ain't afraid to carry
That shit you sniff, Taylor Swift
Niggas talk yet it remains a myth
I never seen it,
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'm 'bout to do my thing to shine. 
Said everybody

It's not luck that I'm sittin' here 
Spittin' for y'all.
Preeld in by
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
Stop bitin'
Using styles that you know
That ain't yours
Stop bitin'
Changing sounds
Every album you do
Stop bitin'
Reciting lines
I done
of acts get signed
And when the album comes out everyone says
"Aw man, take that record off, don't waste my time"
Due to that fact, I went for mine

poppin' shit, holdin' ya dick
Now what's the problem, you ain't nothin' like you said on your album
I thought you was wildin bustin' your guns and runnin'
line and very effected vocals. In 1998, a special re-mix was made for the album 'Chrono'.

Although "finger-pointing" lyrics were usually avoided, this
Give me the cue
Skip the introduction
Proceed the lip function
The junction get rushed by some grimy people busting weed
Splatter your melons like
This is Minister Metal Foot, treat a pedal like an earwig
And cook off by applyin' the same logic to the gearshift
Bird off prey circle, serf homes
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
Your jam is just a dreamin' MC scheme 
gettin' crushed by a L.L. theme 
somethin' like Shaft, put you in a cask', bo! 
You little blood-clot