One job one path one
One job one path one walk?
No need to search the block.
No mam no sir
No need to test my allure
I think I'm ready to go all in
Please don't pass it off as sin
Some like to write and some like to work
But as for me I just want to twerk.
I know what you probably think
But I don't want to be a skank.
I'm working hard, I really am
I have a hot bod and a good spray tan
My hips don't lie
And time always flies
I get my groove thing in a rage
When I twerk it out on the stage.
I think the fan base is pretty great
And besides just good to appreciate.
Now don't you point and don't you judge
Cause I have a feeling that just won't budge.
So I'm working on my glutes
Cause you miss all the shots you don't shoot.
So I've decided to live the dream
But sometimes that can be harder than it seems
Sometimes life gets to us all
Like some big swinging wrecking ball
So when you just can't put a finger on what to do
You need someone to look up to
That's why I always think fondly
Of my good ol' homegirl and role model Miley.
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