Wet! Wet! Wet! Wet! Wet! Wet! Wet! Wet! (I'm shy) (Oh my god) Stupid boy think that I need him I go cold like changing seasons I go red hot like a demon I go ghost for no damn reason Stupid boy think that I need him Stupid boy think that I need him Pleasing, season, I'm spicy Hot to touch, too much, too pricey Heathen, I'm in your psyche You don't know no one else like me (WHOA) Stupid boy think that I need him Stupid boy think that I need him I know you think about me in the shower Pornhub in your browser Fantasise about the pussy power Think about me with your hand down your trousers I'm sweet, then I'm sour I'm big boss Bowser I know you salivating over me, sir Nipples through the t-shirt Told your mommy that you're bringing home a keeper Knees are getting weaker when he hear me through the speaker Big wood, cut him off, cedar Stupid boy think that I need him Stupid boy think that I need him I go red hot like a demon I go ghost for no damn reason Stupid boy think that I need him Stupid boy think that I need him Stupid boy think that I need him Stupid boy think that I need him I go red hot like a demon I go ghost for no damn reason Stupid boy think that I need him Stupid Stupid You dumb goofy, goofy This pussy juicy, juicy Ooh yummy, wanna do me? Ooh nah, boy you could never 'Cuz you not clever enough And i got several dummies that wanna get on me I don't want you and i don't want your homie 'Cuz both of y'all are suckers, y'all some dum dums I could play you straight up out your bread Now you got crumb crumbs I don't really need a man But sometimes I want one though So I keep peter pans on me, I got young hundos (Young money, get it?) Stupid boy think that I need him Stupid boy think that I need him I go red hot like a demon I go ghost for no damn reason Stupid boy think that I need him Stupid boy think that I need him Stupid boy think that I need him Stupid boy think that I need him I go red hot like a demon I go ghost for no damn reason Stupid boy think that I need him Nothing about you is attractive to me now Blocking you, avoiding you actively right now I don't need the dick, I need magic, I need money Puppy wanna lick something sticky just like honey
This ain't build a bitch (a bitch) You don't get to pick and choose Different ass and bigger boobs If my eyes are brown or blue This ain't build a bitch (a bitch) I'm filled with flaws and attitude So if you need perfect, I'm not built for you (yeah) Bob the Builder broke my heart Told me I need fixing Said that I'm just nuts and bolts Lot of parts were missing Curvy like a cursive font Virgin and a vixen That's the kind of girl he wants But he forgot This ain't build a bitch (a bitch) You don't get to pick and choose Different ass and bigger boobs If my eyes are brown or blue This ain't build a bitch (a bitch) I'm filled with flaws and attitude So if you need perfect, I'm not built for you (one, two, three, ooh) La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la The boys are always playing dolls Looking for their Barbie They don't look like Ken at all Hardly have a heartbeat Need someone who falls apart So he can play Prince Charming If that's the kind of girl he wants Then he forgot This ain't build a bitch (a bitch) You don't get to pick and choose Different ass and bigger boobs If my eyes are brown or blue This ain't build a bitch (a bitch) I'm filled with flaws and attitude So if you need perfect, I'm not built for you (one, two, three) La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
A poem with fourteen lines and a mixed rhyme scheme is a "sonnet." Sonnet is a rhyming poem of fourteen lines. It was invented in Italy in the 13th century. First English sonnets were written in the 16th century. Sonnets are a kind of poetry. There arem two main types of sonnets are the Italian (petratchan) sonnets and the English (Shakespearean) sonnet.
