Ecstasy....in the airI don't care, can't tell me nothingI'm impaired, the worst for wearCause...I'm going numb, I'm going numbI'm going numb, I'm going numbI'm going numb, I'm going numbI'm going numb, I'm going numbI'm going numb, I'm going numb...Can't you see....Ain't it clear, I don't careGet closer to me...If you dareI double dareCause...I'm going numb, I'm going numbI'm going numb, I'm going numbI'm going numb, I'm going numbI'm going numb, I'm going numbI'm going numb, I'm going numb...I'm plastered, (dry walk)Look me in my (Eyeball)Do I look hot? no..I love the way you lie girl, yeah, yeah, yeahCome here dear, I'm trying to get closer to youI'm motioning you to pull over you booI'm the siren that you're hear, hearI'm the butt police, and I'm looking at your rear, rear, rearBut the odds are, imma end up in the back of a squad carBy the end of tonightI'm a rock star, get your wind upIt's attack of the OddballHomie can you show me where the gosh darn bath salts areCause I'm sick of sniffing asphaltEvery thought scarred got, now my pants atThe crosswalk, it's suspendersAnd I can't feel my lips causeI'm going numb, I'm going numbI'm going numb, I'm going numbI'm going numb, I'm going numbI'm going numb, I'm going numbI'm going numb, I'm going numb
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I'm plastered, (dry walk)
Look me in my (Eyeball)
Do I look hot? no..
I love the way you lie girl, yeah, yeah, yeah
Come here dear, I'm trying to get closer to you
I'm motioning you to pull over you boo
I'm the siren that you're hear, hear
I'm the butt police, and I'm looking at your rear, rear, rear
But the odds are, imma end up in the back of a squad car
By the end of tonight
I'm a rock star, get your wind up
It's attack of the Oddball
Homie can you show me where the gosh darn bath salts are
Cause I'm sick of sniffing asphalt
Every thought scarred got, now my pants at
The crosswalk, it's suspenders
And I can't feel my lips cause
