Sex and d**h I've got both perfected The way you dress It's what I, I invented I've got what you want You've got lots of 'tude Don't speak back to me I find it very rude Easy-bake, heart-ache You don't have a clue Cos you've got nothing on me boy Ah ah ah-ah I'll change it up just to throw you off Before we met you still believed in god How the f*ck do you get by Without your own, without your own mind I've got what you want You've got lots of 'tude Don't speak back to me I find it very rude Easy-bake, heart-ache You don't have a clue Cos you've got nothing on me boy Ah ah ah-ah The way you dress It's what I, I invented I've got what you want You've got lots of 'tude Don't speak back to me I find it very rude Easy-bake, heart-ache You don't have a clue Cos you've got nothing on me boy