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Accusations
"I'm short
I'm fat
I'm a wh*re
My a*s is too flat
I b*tch too much
And play too little
I'm nothing but a sl*t
Who f*ks for crystal
I'm never happy
Always sad
My hair is too nappy
I only make you mad
I suck in bed
Can't give good he*d
I'm not capable of making money
So I'm a thief instead
I'm ugly and disgusting
Nobody can trust me
I'm nothing but a h*e
Who f*ks for dr*gs and money"
So next time you decide
You might want to try to touch on me
Remember those words
The ones you've spoke of me
Because lies and accusations
May satisfy your conscience
But I'm not the one
Harboring skeletons in the closet
Copyright ©
Jada Gore
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