Two small titties and a baseball bat
I'm tryna find out where the bitch stays at
One wrong word could get your face smacked
Shit, one wrong whip could get your face cracked
Bitch, seven fourty-five with the pink interior
I see a sex doll when I look in the mirror
Turn the shit up high so you can hear me
From the five-six-two, yeah bitch, I'm firme
Ayesha nicole smith, hi
Gimme twenty-grand to slide up inside
Instead of Jesus, I worship trina
Instead of liquor, I drink some cleaner
Yeah my daddy's real proud of his little bitch
And when my boyfriend cums, it ain't no little drips
I ain't illiterate bitch, no, I'm a little rich
So come and run me my check you fucking little shits