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Intro
Put you in my plastic purse
Zip it up and I'll make it feel worse
Oh, I wanna put you in the dirt
But you would probably like that, right

Verse 1
Too big to be feeding your ego
Look down, see you hanging where the weeds all grow
So cute though, you never know though
Might throw a low blow

Pre-Chorus
I'm so, I'm so sick of dudes in beanies, little weenies
Stupid little feeties in Adidies
Rub the lamp if you want and I'm a genie
I'm a punisher, call me Phoebe, yuh
I'm a sucker for the little things
I'm a statue, you're a figurine
You can't even reach my limousine
But I still really, really, really wanna

Chorus
Put you in my plastic purse
Zip it up and I'll make it feel worse
Oh, I wanna put you in the dirt In the dirt
But you would probably like that, right
Put you in my plastic purse
Zip it up and I'll make it feel worse
Oh, I wanna put you in the dirt Dirt
But you would probably like that, right

Verse 2
Right
Like how hard is it for a bonehead, cheesy brain boy to text back
Like, I know you're not busy
I know you're not working
I know you're not doing anything important
So what the fuck

Pre-Chorus
I'm so sick of dudes in beanies, little wienies
Stupid little feeties in adidies
Rub the lamp if you want and I'm a genie
I'm a punisher, call me Phoebe, yuh
I'm a sucker for the little things
I'm a statue, you're a figurine
You can't even reach my limousine
But I still really, really, really wanna

Chorus
Put you in my plastic purse
Zip it up and I'll make it feel worse
Oh, I wanna put you in the dirt In the dirt
But you would probably like that, right
Put you in my plastic purse
Zip it up and I'll make it feel worse
Oh, I wanna put you in the dirt Dirt
But you would probably like that, right

Post-Chorus
Right
Right
You would probably like that, right
Right
Right
You would probably like that, right