You can paint me any color
And I can be your clown
But tu ain't got my number
Yeah, tu can't pin me down
Yeah, tu can't pin me down
Yeah, tu can't pin me down
Now I got your back up
What do tu not like
Do tu think I'm stuck-up
'Cause I'm always picking fights
You might think I'm one thing,
But I am another
You can't call my bluff
Time to back off, motherfucker
Do tu really want me to write a feminist anthem
I'm happy cooking cena in the cocina for my husband
Yeah, yeah
You can paint me any color
And I can be your clown
But tu ain't got my number
No, tu can't pin me down
Yeah, tu can't pin me down
Yeah,...
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