[Intro: Truth]
Truth, Deuce, Jeffree Star...
[Verse 1: Deuce]
She wants to lick my body
And I want to lick her body
So let's all have a party
Lick each other
Let's get naughty
She thinks that I'm a hottie
And I know she likes it doggy
Ooh, ah, la-di-da-di
Ooh, ah, touch my body
[Chorus: Deuce]
Girl, let's get freaky now
Lick you all up and down
I got them lips
I'll make you drip till you twist all around
I wanna feel them legs
Cause it ain't time for s**
You've got them hips, you've got them lips
I wanna feel the rest
[Verse 2: Jeffree Star]
I like boys and girls and rockstars
Even virgins wanna come into my snack bar
Don't hate me cause I f**ed your favorite band
Beer bottle in my p**y, Let's do a keg stand - bing!
And let me show you how to sit on that dick
America's Next Top Model, click click
I'm the ringleader, girls follow my trends
Got Hannah Montana doing an*l with my friends
Pull my hair, scratch my back
Beat me like Rihanna
I love a** to mouth and black co*k like Obama - what?
We showed you how to Turn Off The Lights
So give me some f**ing Twilight neck bites
Deuce is gonna get your coochie real loose
So I'mma line up your men and play duck, duck, goose
[Chorus: Deuce]
[Verse 3: Deuce]
Oh, look who's back with his favorite transvestite
In the back sittin' V.I.P, that's right
And you're still waiting outside with a girl,
Mad cause I got through the front line
With a gun,yeah it's all fun til' your laid out with your brains out
And you end up on the other side of the club
With your face down, while the whole club bangs out of control
It's out of this world
The way you shake them hips make me like, "Damn girl!"
The way them lips taste make you think damn sure
They s**ing dick straight from the men's bathroom
A little drip drip, cause you s** a dick quick
Inside some b**h, and then he realized, "Oh sh**!"
Took that sh** out and it smelled like cold fish
A little chlamydia ain't gon' do sh**
sh**...
[Chorus: Deuce]
[Verse 4: Truth]
I'm from the West Coast, Bentleys and palm trees
You can tell his army you're looking at his car keys
Got a problem, add it up
Damn right, I'm tatted up
California stand up and go and put your hands up
I'm sipping on whatever so she can look better
I don't want no problems so I bought the condoms
Truth is in the house, she must be in some luck
I seen her at the club and heard she wanna f**
I'm gangster like white walls sitting on a regal
I hear no, I see no, I speak no evil
Rock your boat, baby, I'm the coolest skipper
Live up in this hospital, ain't nobody sicker
Balling, baby, my Truth speak for itself
I got the LV's on the bag, just to match the belt
I like the smiles on your b**h and that's a fact
I'll put some miles on your b**h and send her a** back
That's right
[Chorus: Deuce]
[Bridge: Deuce & (Truth)]
These ladies go crazy
They wanna have all my babies
They love me cause I'm famous
And haters hate that I made it
Oh baby, oh baby
Let me get in your Mercedes
I know you got a friend or two, maybe
I hope she ain't think we dating
(I'm h**n, I'm like ecstasy
All these girls want s** from me
Blowing up my phone, always texting me
All they wanna do is get next to me
I'm schizo, I'm loco
They're mad cause I'm rollin' solo
While I'm rich trying to get that mo dough
And in the bed these girls say I'm a mofo
Ah-huh)
[Chorus: Deuce]
Girl let's get freaky now
Lick you all up and down
I got them lips
I'll make you drip till you twist all around
I wanna feel them legs
Cause it ain't time for s**
You've got them hips, you've got them lips
I wanna feel the rest
[Outro: Jeffree Star & (Deuce)]
You know you like that, ho
(Damn girl!)
You know what it is
Nine Lives, b**h!