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| Rodriguez Cold Fact Only good for conversation My pocket doesnt drive me fast My mother treats me slow My statue's got a concrete heart But you're the coldest bitch I know In the factory that you call your mind Graveyard thoughts of stone A master thief I wouldnt enter there You've nothing I would care to own You're pretending that you got it made I know you know you know no truth You're still serving cookies and kool-aid You're so proper and so cute |
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