[Intro: Vicky Vox]
This is Vicky Vox, goddammit!
*Willam laughs*
You shut that up!
[Verse 1: Willam]
I see you hanging 'round like you want a piece
Holdin' up your phone: selling pics to TMZ
I don't know you but you know me
Come party VIP style!
Go ahead and make a wish, I'm a shooting star
Get into all this shape, can you find my lipo scars
Come follow me, we'll get the car
All my STDs a-are filed
[Pre-Chorus 1: Willam]
You'd better never let me catch you coming after my money
I will drop you on your a** so fast
But you can come at me with paparazzi clicking and flashing
Action, flaunt it, honey
[Chorus: Willam]
Turn the lights out, I'll light up the room for ya
Treat me right now and I'll do what I do for ya
Don't need to trick me, boy, I'm not a f**ing s**er
But you can be my starf**er...
[Spoken Interlude: Detox]
I want you to speak slowly, clearly, and concisely..
How old are you?!
Now, you were incarcerated for a period of time, yes?
I want you to answer my question
When did you go to jail?
You're fibbing!
You're fibbing!
You can't dance fast enough for me!
[Verse 2: Willam]
Upholstery's real clean, let's try to make it dirty
Hurry up now, boo, it's already midnight-thirty
So wrap it up I got a premiere
It's your privilege just to be here
[Pre-Chorus 2: Willam]
Long hair, red bottoms, yeah, you want 'em, and you know that I got 'em
I will punch you square right in your face
Move over, Britney, I got baby-daddies up in my pocket, clock it
God, I'm awesome
[Chorus: Willam]
Turn the lights out, I'll light up the room for ya
Treat me right now and I'll do what I do for ya
Don't need to trick me, boy, I'm not a f**ing s**er
But you can be my starf**er...
[Spoken Interlude: Vicky Vox]
Aww yeah, it's the thickness
Vicky Vox!
I got some- Oh, no
I don't..?
This isn't me?
Oh.. That's cool..
[Verse 3: Detox Ic*nt]
Shoot my bu*t up with silicone
Make you wanna save my number up in your phone
I am the only everything, sit down and relax
And see if you can s** me with my tits on your backs
(Uh huh)
Y'all know that I couldn't give a sh**
And this song ain't gonna be a hit
Don't know why this clit trying to make me spit
And let get up on that motherf**ing mic a lil' bit..
Panty sniffer, hungry tucker, tranny chaser, filthy liar
Lip tickler, a** kisser, titty sticker, bad tipper
Get your a** here and let me eat your babies
I'll be your nickle penny straight up out the 80s
Don't be asking for my digits, I won't say it again
Your fifteen minutes are up, mine are about to begin
Less heart, more liver try and f**ing flow
You a starf**er, Boo, and you gots to go
What!
[Chorus: Willam]
Turn the lights out, I'll light up the room for ya
(D: The lights..)
Treat me right now and I'll do what I do for ya
Don't need to trick me, boy, I'm not a f**ing s**er
(V: Why am I here???)
But you can be my starf**er
Turn the lights out, I'll light up the room for ya
Treat me right now and I'll do what I do for ya
(D: Outrageous!)
Don't need to trick me, boy, I'm not a f**ing s**er
But you can be my starf**er
[Outro: Willam]
You- you- you can be my star-
You- y-y-y-you can be my s-
You can be my s-
You- you- you- you- you- you- you- you- you can be my starf**er