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we keep that white girl, Christina Aguilera
My jewelry too loud, baby girl, I can't hear ya
I need about fifty of them bricks of the topic
They know
we keep that white girl, Christina Aguilera
My jewelry too loud, baby girl, I can't hear ya
I need about fifty of them bricks of the topic
They know
pray to Jesus Christina Aguilera
Brought us into the current era
Your god is nice
Glad we agree J.C. is Christ
Your god is nice
But I am tellin' you
You know we keep that white girl (Hey!), Christina Aguilera (owh, owh, owh!)
My jewelry too loud, baby girl, I can't hear ya (owh, owh, owh!)
I
'm driving too fast on this off-road yeah yeah

I wanna go to LA yeah
See another setting
Christina Aguilera on the bedding yeah
Don't ask me for shit I ain't
britney
And they had to send something real clear

And they had to kick Christina Aguilera out

The two of them were not fighting
What the -censored- was
Regret
till this day its made me who i am

Bridge
Can you tell me why, you got so much to say?
Think you're pullin dirt out on me.
People gossiping cuz you
number
Baby, I want you to wonder
I want you to come up
Looking like something you wanna

[Christina Aguilera:]
Tell me, what you thinking about
Oh Christina I’m with Sabrina 
Now that you’ve seen her
I must go leave her

Oh Sabrina I’m with Christina 
It’s not what she heard
I’m sorry she
So, what, am I not supposed to have an opinion?
Should I keep quiet just because I'm a woman?
Call me a bitch 'cause I speak what's on my mind
So, what, am I not supposed to have an opinion?
Should I keep quiet just because I'm a woman?
Call me a bitch 'cause I speak what's on my mind
Mm

So, what
Am I not 'sposed to have an opinion?
Should I keep quiet just because I'm a woman?
Call me a bitch 'cause I
Speak what's on my mind
called it Helga
Codeine by the lean-a, pounds of gasoline-a, and Griselda
Servin' with my nina, cookin' good Christina Aguilera
In that cherry-red
and who will blow?
Use my brain or use my dick,
I can't decide which girl to pick,

Christina sucks, Britney Swallow (whoa whoa whoas yeah),
Christina
Feel like I've been locked up
Nobody seen, let's go
Come on, come on
Baby, baby, baby
I grant you three wishes 'cause I be the genie
Christina
it's ya biggest fan
It's not even necessary to introduce who I am
by now, cuz we're good friends
Remember the letter I wrote, before Atlanta on Up In
for Christmas
Now I'm living in paradise, oh

[Christina Aguilera] (Dr. John)
I'm, I'm feeling mighty fine
Got good music on my radio
(Yes you do
Christina Aguilera water drip
Just like a cooler
Taurus with the 30 bit
That bitch look like a ruler
My young nigga don't play fair
You might get hit
is in every way
Christina Aguilera
Christina Aguilera
Don't need a man
Don't need a rest
I ain't your bitch
Yeh I do this on my own
Always on my own
wouldn't it be weird?"
Why, so you guys could just lie to get me here?
So you can sit me here next to Britney Spears?
Shit, Christina Aguilera better
wouldn't it be weird?"
Why, so you guys could just lie to get me here?
So you can sit me here next to Britney Spears?
Shit, Christina Aguilera better
smoking on the regular
Hit your bitch and have her singing like Christina Aguilera
I couldn't bust, got blue balls, I'm a Avatar
Living healthy, all my
Christina Aguilera better switch me chairs
So I can sit next to Carson Daly and Fred Durst
And hear 'em argue over who she gave head to first
Fuckin'
for Christmas
Now I'm living in paradise, oh

[Christina Aguilera] (Dr. John)
I'm, I'm feeling mighty fine
Got good music on my radio
(Yes you do

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