But you're my plastic purse Sip it up and I'll make you feel worse I don't wanna put you in the dirt But you would probably like that, right? Too big to be feeding your ego Look down, see you hanging where the weeds are Girl, you're so cute, though You never know, though Might throw a low blow I am so, I am so Sick of dudes in beanies, little weenies Shoopers, little feeties, and the teeties Rub the lip, you want it, I'm a genie I'm a punisher, call me Phoebe, yeah I'm a sucker for the little things I'm a statue, you are a figurine You can't even reach my limousine But I still got it, got it, got it, what? But you're my plastic purse Sip it up and I'll make you feel worse I don't wanna put you in the dirt But you would probably like that, right? But you're my plastic purse Sip it up and I'll make you feel worse I don't wanna put you in the dirt But you would probably like that, right? 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 fimes, though? Sick of dudes in beanies, little weenies Shoopers, little feeties, and the teeties Brother, if you want it, I'm a genie I'm a punisher, call me Phoebe, yeah I'm a sucker for the little things I'm a statue, you are a figurine You can't even reach my limousine But I still got it, got it, got it, what? But you're my plastic purse Sip it up and I'll make you feel worse I don't wanna put you in the dirt But you would probably like that, right? But you're my plastic purse Sip it up and I'll make you feel worse I don't wanna put you in the dirt But you would probably like that, right? Right? Right? You would probably like that, right? Right? Right? You would probably like that, right?