What's up? It's pickles leave a message

Hey, I'm calling you back. She's been a bitch tonight

And by bitch, I mean this rain no cabs nowhere

So I had to put on the wigs and the heels and the latches in the air and take the train to the club

And you know the MTA should stand for motherfuckers touching my ass

So then I get to the club look like a drowned harassed rat and I'm greeted not by Miss Rose at the door

but our friend Johnny 5 -0

Yes, honey, the NYPD shut down the party

No, no feed for me. I don't even know what's the key

So I hope you're up girl cuz we are all coming over

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Lot the doors lower the blinds a fire -up smoke machine and put on your heel cuz I know exactly what we need

Let's have a kiki. I want to have a kiki lock the doors. Let's have a kiki

I'm gonna let you have it

Kiki, I want to have a kiki die turn work. Let's have a kiki. We are gonna serve and work and turn honey

Coming on your nerves we're spilling tea and dishing just desserts one may deserve and though the Sun is rising

You may choose to be so shade that needed will albeit dear to your own. We let's have a kiki

I want to have a kiki

I want to have a kiki die turn work. Let's have a kiki. We are gonna serve and work and turn honey

Kiki this kiki is

Easy

Let's have a kiki. I want to have a kiki

Let's have a kiki

m****r f****r I'm gonna let you have it. I want to have a kiki die turn work

Let's have a kiki. We are gonna serve and work and turn

Kiki, I want to have a kiki lock the door. Let's have a kiki

I'm gonna let you have it

Kiki, I want to have a kiki boots and green. Let's have a kiki. We are gonna serve and work and turn and honey