Tijuana Sweetheart - Trash Candy lyrics

As long as you live under my roof You'll be playing by my rules And you're out of your mind if you think That you're wearing that to school We're trash Oh yeah, we're trash Hell yeah, we're trash We're trash Trash candy Huh! I was talking to this guy, he was all talking some sh** 'Bout Robitussin, I was like, "What the f**?" Let's go to the dump We're trash Oh yeah, we're trash Hell yeah, we're trash We're trash Come on, come on, come on Trash candy (Let's take a picture of me today) Why? (You didn't give me my pickle, my pickle) Did you go to that big thing? You are the gayest (As queen of the gang) (You should see the, the jockstrap that he got me) (What) Well, if you put on gay leather pants And a guy likes you and things are nice (I'm not exactly sure the guy who likes me is a hundred percent h*mos**ual) And then Lauren has male genitals (What? I got rid of 'em, come on) Ha ha ha, I don't know what s** is supposed to sound like As long as you live under my roof You'll be playing by my rules Oh Oh Oh yeah We're trash