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Frying Pan lyrics
I'm player hatin' ya'll so much so I can't talk
I'll never really know
I'm player hatin' ya'll so much so I won't stop
You'll never really know
Out of the frying pan and into the fire
Nobody knows me 'cept me and my mother
Out of the frying pan, into my Mercedes
This is the dope shit for me and my lady
I'm player hatin' ya'll so much so I can't talk
I'll never really know
I'm player hatin' ya'll so much so I won't stop
You'll never really know
Out of the frying pan and into the fire
Nobody knows me 'cept me and my mother
Out of the frying pan, into my Mercedes
This is the dope shit for me and my lady
Out of sight, out of sight
Out of mind, out of mind
Out of sight, out of sight
Out of mind, out of mind
Out of sight, out of sight
Out of mind, out of mind
Out of sight, out of sight
Out of mind, out of mind
I'm player hatin' ya'll so much so I can't talk
I'll never really know
Bam-bam
Out of the frying pan and into the fire
Nobody knows me 'cept me and my mother
Out of the frying pan, into my Mercedes
This is the dope shit for me and my lady
Lady, lady, ladies, ladies
Lady, lady, ladies, ladies
Part of these releases
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- Track 13 on You'll Rebel to Anything
- 12 Bomb This Track
- 14 La-Di-Da-Di
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- Track 3 on Another Mindless Rip Off
- 2 Pre-Teen Violence
- 4 Lush
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