Truth, Deuce, Star.
She wants to my body and I want to lick her body, so lets all a party, lick each other, lets get naughty. She thinks that Im a hottie, and I she likes it doggy, ooh, ahh, dadee, oooh, ahhh, touch my body.
Chorus: Girl lets get freaky now, you all up and down. I got lips, Ill make you drip till you twist all around. I wanna feel them legs, cause it time for sex. Youve got hips, youve got them lips, I wanna feel the rest.
Star]: (Hey) I like and girls and rock stars. Even virgins come in to my snack bar. (mmmm) hate me cause I fucked your favorite band, beer bottle up my pussy, do a keg stand, (bing) and let me show you how to sit on dick, Americas Top Model. (click, click) Im the ring-leader follow my trends, got Hannah Montana doing with my friends. (ha) Pull my hair, my back, beat my like Rihanna (mmhmm). Ive love ass-to-mouth and black cock, Obama (what?) We you how to turn off the lights, so give me so Twilight neck-bites. is gonna get your coochie real loose so Im a line up men and play duck-duck-goose.
[Deuce]:
Oh look back wit his favorite transvestite, in the back, sittin VIP, right, and your still outside with a girl, mad I got through the front line, wit a gun, its all fun, till your laid out wit your out, and you end up on the other of the club, wit your down, while the club bangs out of control. Its out of this world, the way you them hips, make me like damn girl, the way lips taste, makes me think damn sure that your dick from the mens bathroom. A little drip, drip, you stuck your dick quick, inside bitch and the you realized oh shit (oh no) took that shit out and it smelled like fish, a chlamydia aint go do shit.
[Deuce]:
Im the west coast, Bentleys and palm trees. You can tell hes Armenian, at his car keys. Got a problem? Add it up. Damn right Im up. California stand up, and go and put your up. Im sippin on whatever so she can better. I dont want no problem so I the condoms. Truth is in the house, she be in some luck, I seen her at the club and she wanna fuck. Im gangsta like sittin on a Regal, I hear no, I see no, I no evil. Rock boat baby, Im the coolest skipper, live up in this hospital, aint sicker. Im ballin baby, my speak for it self, got the LVs on the bag to match the belt. I like the smiles on your bitch and a fact, Ill put some miles on your bitch and send her ass (thats right)
[Deuce]:
These go crazy, they have all my babies. love me cause Im famous, and haters hate I made it. Oh baby, oh baby, let me get in yo Mercedes, I know you got a or two, maybe... I hope she think we dating.
Im heroin, Im ecstasy, all these girls sex from me, blowin up my phone, textin me, all wanna do is get next to me. Im schizo, Im loco, they mad cause Im solo. Im rich, tryin a get that mo and in the bed these say Im a mofo (uh hu).
Chorus
[Jeffree Hahaha, you know you that ho.
[Deuce]: girl, hahhaha, bi-a-tch)
You know it is, Ninelives, bitch.