I need whipped, dipped, chain-tipped Plastic surgery all that sh** Rip, tip, Electric Six Plastic surgery all that sh** Plastic surgery all that sh** Pay tribute to the junkie, bow to the b**h Buck to the donkey, got an a** like a b**h hit the gas, hit the gas we were never meant to last maybe I’m just too crazy maybe I go too fast I go too fast Whipped, dipped, chain-tipped Plastic surgery all that sh** Sick b**h, Electric Six Plastic surgery all that sh** Plastic surgery all that sh** She walk like a turkey, talk like a b**h Let me be the one, a four day witch Priceless art for the penthouse And a kitchen where I starve the b**h s**ing on a b**h as good as it gets Fuel City talking now I’ve got the sh**s I’ve got the right to remain silent But now I run my mouth like a little b**h I’m a little b**h Chipped, dipped, chain whipped Plastic surgery, all that sh** Rip, tip, Electric Six Plastic surgery, all that sh** Plastic surgery, all that sh** I go down to the ditch Where I go down on the b**h Fly away little birdy *Better do to the b**h Hit me with a baseball bat Pull a rabbit out of my hat *Hit me quick and dirty ‘Cos I like it just like that Like it just like that Woah, woah. What’s my name? Electric Six! What’s my name? Electric Six! What’s my name?