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letra de toys - austinisalemur

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[intro: ashvinelf]

well i’m done sharing my toys
i grew up playing with the big boys…

[verse 1: austinisalemur]

wouldn’t it be fantastic, to live a life filled of plastic
to sit high up on a shelf, not care for anyone but yourself
you think you’re hot sh-t, your wax is melting, gymnastics
entertain me at your circus, distracted by ill intentions
caught you red nosed, time for a clown intervention

i’m doing a life reset, and b-tch you didn’t make the update
go scurry along to find another phony to impersonate
cuz’ everytime i try to pull your string, you run
no time for hide and seek, play time has just begun

tick tock on your wind-up clock, it’s time to stop
cuz the st-tching in your arm came loose, call that flop
and you think your mind and soul would be the perfect mixture
but your heart is as stale as your doll’s wax fixture

talk big beef behind a screen, but i stay ice chilled, serene
uneventful jabs thrown in the washing machine
where you need to be, totally needs a clean, yeah
your unfortunate soul could use some better hygiene

so stay out of my mentions with your shady intentions
your presence all around me now is causing some tension
cuz’ all you want is attention, but can i make an objection
why don’t you say it to my face, when you make an accusation?

i’ll put you on blast for your whole persecution
but you can rely on your fake fans to find you a solution
go run along, find your water gun, put out the flames
cuz’ situations become heated when you point fingers to blame

i’m tip-top, stayin’ gold, they’re calling me pony boy
but when you open up your mouth these b-m b-tches is annoyed
i wish i cared enough to give you time to explain
but i’ll let you handle the guilt with your 15 minutes of fame

[hook: ashvinelf]

well i’m done sharing my toys
i grew up playing with the big boys
you should know i don’t play with my dough
and you should know i’m the star of this show

[verse 2: ashvinelf]

nice car, pop star, barbie physique
lip balm flash redder than the rose on your cheeks
brand new, ahh fresh, feelin’ unique
i’m here to replace all the f-ckin’ antiques

don’t be the b-tch who’s tied to my tracks
don’t need a ken i got a 6 pack
don’t track your dirt, leave that at the matt
i got some one to handle that stat

h-llo? this is the barbs’ residence
got more in my trunk than a mother f-ckin’ elephant

new action figure yeah, i’ll display it
got a message from you, i’ll delay it
ah chu on this beat, i f-ckin’ sprayed it
if you wind me up, i might just play it

these g.i. joes need a f-ckin’ re–n-lysis
acting so tough without me, they’re all talent-less
facts are all scandalous, speak on them like a panelist
have nothing of their own, all mine, that’s the fallacious

[outro: ashvinelf]

well i’m done sharing my toys
i grew up playing with the big boys
you should know i don’t play with my dough
and you should know i’m the star of this show

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