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[Intro]
Everybody's in a hurry
[Chorus]
It's rush hour and I'm lucky to be alive
Go from like three to like five
Bitches go past one-thirty-five
[Verse]
Everybody's in a hurry
Yet you're my baby and that has me slurry
They say I should cut my hair, that I'm just too furry
But fuck them (Fuck them!)
Who's "them" anyway? (The bitches in my head, I swear)
[Chorus]
It's rush hour and I'm lucky to be alive
Go from like three to like five
Bitches go past one-thirty-five
[Outro]
Pulsating background beat and it'll make me crash
That sugar's got me like a motherfucker, attached
Will this situationship even work?
Everybody's in a hurry