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This is the first love song not about a man
I'm her first love and her biggest fan
Because this love song is about me
Wait, what's going on?

Interrupting my own song with a rap verse, I don't need no man

Respectfully, it's boring and I'm here to spice things up
Let's wake up this party, pour some coffee in my cup
Popping up in the song, albeit unexpectedly
Yeah you heard the clean version, now get ready for obscenities (Bitch!)

I'm greater than everyone, you could call me the best
If I were an alligator, I'd always face left
The label brought me a guy, said that he could do a verse
But I heard him in the booth and I was so unimpressed (So unimpressed)

I'll be coming in with bars so hard, you regret that you ever took up the guitar
I'll be coming in with bars so great that they give you support when you take up ballet
I can interrupt myself so well that I no longer know what I want (No!)
By the time that we're done and we're back to square one, I've lost my train of thought, Let's go

Where were we?

You were 'bout to do the second verse, girl

Who is this guy, and when does he leave?

This is our song, girl!

Eskettit, eskettit (let's initiate procurement)
I got that songwriter's credit, ooh ooh ooh
Now bring back the beat, girl

Why?

I wanna rap over it
I still got more to say

Hey, I didn't authorize this!

Interrupting pirate, arrgh!
Interrupting vehicle, car!
Interrupting joke, a man walks into a bar!
Interrupting skin, scar!
Interrupting pickle-eatin', jar!
Interrupting peace, war!
Interrupting space, star!

If you're looking for real rap here, I wouldn't advise it
This is hardly a rap, it's a mid-song advertisement (Ay, ay, ay)
Look at me, listen to me
I don't really know what she's doing over there
I don't care
But look me up I'm V Delphine, bitch!

Alright, you can go now

You know what?
I don't even care anymore
Just turn it off



Credits
Writer(s): Nadine Jackson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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