FLAWLESS
My name is Taylor and I rock.
I know all of my haters talk.
They're just jealous of all of my skill.
I just remain chill.
I cheer on the Bucs every Friday night
While they're just at home cooking egg whites.
My hair is the bomb.
I always look like I'm going to prom.
I have straight A's
I keep everybody amazed.
I never dissapoint
And my eyebrows, yeah, they're always on point.
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