Oh shit, you look cute as hell.
Now move on over here and let me start massaging your fine ass.
Ooh, that feels wonderful.
What the fuck's up with these bitches?
I got dick for days.
And these hoes wanna keep they face buried in some pussy?
Bitch, you ain't even gay!
She got a Katy Perry ringtone, plays it like a theme song.
Kissed a girl and liked it, now she's swearing off the ding dong.
Back and forth like ping pong, she really strictly dicky.
Then Madonna's screwing Britney, now the bitch is strictly licky.
Suck a dick or suck a titty, she don't really give a fuck.
A ducky rainbow on her Prius means she always getting lucky.
Had her first fish platter on her girlfriend's futon.
Hidden valet toast and salad licking on the crouton.
No shame in this fake bitch game.
Swerving in and out of traffic, never staying in the old lane.
She want a piece of cake, and yes, she wanna eat it too.
Pay her some attention, then the bitch will go down eating you.
Drop the act and let's be honest.
No more trips for you down south.
Bangalang, you know you want it.
Take the pussy out your mouth.
You love the hater, bitch, don't lie.
You love the cock, don't even try.
No more cooter, no more coochie.
But JJ, time to say goodbye.
Girls gone wild, spring break, college road trip.
In some wet t -shirts, wrestling in cold whip.
Flash a nipple, slap a pussy for attention.
Just turned 18, now she on a fucking mission.
Gotta make her daddy listen, maybe show a little anger.
Four shots of Jägermeister, tongue kiss a perfect stranger.
Three full fingers deep in some bleach, blind bimbo.
A double -headed dildo beating like it's Kimbo.
Put it on the YouTube, the picture's on a MySpace.
Just so I can peep it, wish the bitch would sit on my face.
Two straight bras, tongue kissing by the swimming pool.
Fake dyke bitches eating coochie cause it's cool.
Drop the act and let's be honest.
No more trips for you down south.
Bang a leng, you know you want it.
Take the pussy out your mouth.
Bet you know you want it.
Don't say that you don't want it.
Bet you know you want it.
Don't say that you don't want it.
Bet you know you want it.
Bet you know you want it.
You went from long dealer, now you licking on the cooter one day.
She was a fan and the next you're on a square.
Now I'm masked out, no luck, can't even get my dick sucked
Jerkin' off in the corner, watchin' her and you fuck
Don't get your panties twisted, shit, I love them freaky bitches
Daisy chains and runnin' trains, girl, I'm girlin', pussy fistin'
All I'm really tryin' to say is, girl, don't claim your ass is gay
I laid the pipe the other night and fucked your girlfriend yesterday
Tell the truth, don't even trip, you know you like to wrap them lips
Round a pea to lick the tip, cause little girls gon' come and quit
Bitch, please, you ain't right, what you really tryin' to prove?
Carpet muncher, don't get puncher, cause you claim you so confused
Yeah, I push my dick on hard to see your 69 net
And butt to rise up on your cake won't be the case up at your wedding
Put it in perspective, cut the act, you ain't no thespian
Just a chick who love the dick, but perpetrate a lesbian
Drop the act and let's be honest
No more chips for you down south
Bang a lang, you know you want it
Take the pussy out your mouth
You love the hater, bitch, don't lie
You love the cock, don't even try
No more cooter, no more coochie, but J .J.
Time to say goodbye
After all, we're just two lonely bitches on the loose for the weekend
Yeah, I bet your little ass is on fire
You'll be a new woman when I finish working on you
