I'm not your usual type
When was last you had a guy?
As far as I know, we fight for the same side
Until we each catch eyes
Causing you to capsize
And all because the femininity across my face
Won't shed the dress if it fits
I'll be your sidechick
Three strikes and you turn violent
Gaining harsh each time I hit
Scold me and I stay silent
Bellyache and you're syrup
From the drink with the red tip
Spacing out your love in sips
Agony that I can't quit for now
Won't shed the dress if it fits
I'll be your sidechick
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I'm not your usual type
When was last you had a guy?
As far as I know, we fight for the same side
Until we each catch eyes
Causing you to capsize
And all because the femininity across my face
Won't shed the dress if it fits
I'll be your sidechick
Three strikes and you turn violent
Gaining harsh each time I hit
Scold me and I stay silent
Bellyache and you're syrup
From the drink with the red tip
Spacing out your love in sips
Agony that I can't quit for now
Won't shed the dress if it fits
I'll be your sidechick
When was last you had a guy?
As far as I know, we fight for the same side
Until we each catch eyes
Causing you to capsize
And all because the femininity across my face
Won't shed the dress if it fits
I'll be your sidechick
Three strikes and you turn violent
Gaining harsh each time I hit
Scold me and I stay silent
Bellyache and you're syrup
From the drink with the red tip
Spacing out your love in sips
Agony that I can't quit for now
Won't shed the dress if it fits
I'll be your sidechick
Writer: Tino Mickens
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