Start a riot
I'm tired of being quiet
And the pretty girl
I wanna be violent
Magazines
Rip them all to streads now
Beauty is all in your head now
F*ck your boxes
F*ck your fame
F*ck your standards
Won't play your game
F*ck your retail
I'm pretty as hell
Won't buy my soul
I'm not for sale
F*ck your boxes
F*ck your fame
F*ck your standards
Won't play your game
F*ck your retail
I'm pretty as hell
Won't buy my soul
I'm not for sale
Blow it up
Blow it up
Blow it up
All the your notions
And your preconceived ideals
About what a woman is
Would know it if it
Hit you in your face
Always trying to
Put a women in her place
Telling her how she should be
Walk talk dress and speak
F*ck you if you ask me
Oh sorry excuse my french
Do you hate when I talk like this
Is it not ladylike
Let me close my mouth
Keep it in my mind
Oh sorry excuse my french
Do you hate when I talk like this
Is it not ladylike
Let me close my mouth
Keep it in my
F*ck your boxes
F*ck your fame
F*ck your standards
Won't play your game
F*ck your retail
I'm pretty as hell
Won't buy my soul
I'm not for sale
F*ck your boxes
F*ck your fame
F*ck your standards
Won't play your game
F*ck your retail
I'm pretty as hell
Won't buy my soul
I'm not for sale
Rebotenuj - Not For Sale Lyrics
Rebotenuj - Not For Sale Lyrics
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Start a riot
I'm tired of being quiet
And the pretty girl
I wanna be violent
Magazines
Rip them all to streads now
Beauty is all in your head now
F*ck your boxes
F*ck your fame
F*ck your standards
Won't play your game
F*ck your retail
I'm pretty as hell
Won't buy my soul
I'm not for sale
F*ck your boxes
F*ck your fame
F*ck your standards
Won't play your game
F*ck your retail
I'm pretty as hell
Won't buy my soul
I'm not for sale
Blow it up
Blow it up
Blow it up
All the your notions
And your preconceived ideals
About what a woman is
Would know it if it
Hit you in your face
Always trying to
Put a women in her place
Telling her how she should be
Walk talk dress and speak
F*ck you if you ask me
Oh sorry excuse my french
Do you hate when I talk like this
Is it not ladylike
Let me close my mouth
Keep it in my mind
Oh sorry excuse my french
Do you hate when I talk like this
Is it not ladylike
Let me close my mouth
Keep it in my
F*ck your boxes
F*ck your fame
F*ck your standards
Won't play your game
F*ck your retail
I'm pretty as hell
Won't buy my soul
I'm not for sale
F*ck your boxes
F*ck your fame
F*ck your standards
Won't play your game
F*ck your retail
I'm pretty as hell
Won't buy my soul
I'm not for sale
I'm tired of being quiet
And the pretty girl
I wanna be violent
Magazines
Rip them all to streads now
Beauty is all in your head now
F*ck your boxes
F*ck your fame
F*ck your standards
Won't play your game
F*ck your retail
I'm pretty as hell
Won't buy my soul
I'm not for sale
F*ck your boxes
F*ck your fame
F*ck your standards
Won't play your game
F*ck your retail
I'm pretty as hell
Won't buy my soul
I'm not for sale
Blow it up
Blow it up
Blow it up
All the your notions
And your preconceived ideals
About what a woman is
Would know it if it
Hit you in your face
Always trying to
Put a women in her place
Telling her how she should be
Walk talk dress and speak
F*ck you if you ask me
Oh sorry excuse my french
Do you hate when I talk like this
Is it not ladylike
Let me close my mouth
Keep it in my mind
Oh sorry excuse my french
Do you hate when I talk like this
Is it not ladylike
Let me close my mouth
Keep it in my
F*ck your boxes
F*ck your fame
F*ck your standards
Won't play your game
F*ck your retail
I'm pretty as hell
Won't buy my soul
I'm not for sale
F*ck your boxes
F*ck your fame
F*ck your standards
Won't play your game
F*ck your retail
I'm pretty as hell
Won't buy my soul
I'm not for sale
Writer: Destiny Underwood
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