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I am..
than two faced, I've got at least six with cheap tricks
To hide my not-so-pretty side while accentuating cheeks and
I use battin' rouge to battle crews who don't the remix
And you just act confused by the way I choose to fuck with a double
Cuddle me quick, get befuddled and sea sick
My ugly mug'll be to make it a struggle to see shit
The beat kicks, my belly feels empty I want a there
I'll curse and swear, and act unmother-like I persevere
Haven't been to in years, right now that's the setting
I couldn't think of a better to cover my face and have a wedding
It's upsetting how my mask is getting
It's and releasing toxic fumes
Covered by lots of perfume, never out of my closet of costumes
Cartoon of myself get drawn out
After that occurs, time consumed
I'm in the dressing room the caricatures
Until my head is I'm heading for pedicures and manicures
Man, if not damn sure of whether or not
to pop the question let you in on the answer..
of sex in a camper...
A life with a trophy wife, menthol cigarettes and cancer

and Mirrors

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An illusion turning tricks who could never diss
The one the up next to even if it's not the one they went to bed with
Breakfast at Tiffany's, lunch, make sure the dinner table is candle lit
I squish my feet until they crunch, but I'm unable to make sandals fit
I can't sit I need to MOVE and power walk, because Oprah said it
And I forget it, she does it during the opening credits
I'm so
I like the smell of coke, get it? I my nose
Power to hoes who on a hose while playing in a pound of snow
I'm getting plowed, I KNOW
It's time to a guy now
I just applied and look surprised
but it's the way I my eyebrows
Time out, I'm in a tanning booth... Danielle Steel
And I'm planting peels beneath every damn man's heel
Waiting for them to fall for my sad trick I stop, and kneel
With a little touch of magic, let David cop a feel
I'm not real, but got FEELINGS...
except in my because of the breast implants
To have my chest enhanced I pant in but never dress in pants
A club hopping strobe light honey...addicted to wrinkle
Sipping on Listerine, Mr. Clean like the smell of nicotine

and Mirrors

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I AM..