[Banks:] Yo, I’m a paparazzi I don’t play Yahtzee I go pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa My camera’s up yo Crotch! See, I tell the truth from what I see And sail it to Perez Hill-Tee Don’t call me scuzzy making money, that’s my job, so let photography What! Hell No! I’m not needy, I’m legit That’s not karatsy Don’t act so hotsy, bitch I know you from Jersey Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa scream all you want Won’t make me stop Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa, I know you like to feel my pop. That’s not karatsy Don’t act so hotsy, bitch I know you from Jersey Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa scream all you want Won’t make me stop Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa, I know you like to making money.
[GaGa:] I'll kill you If you wouldn't Delete this fucking photo I want you die, bitch, If you photograph my moto When guns with me I'm fucking free But, ratchet bitch I would be me.
[Banks:] Yo, Lady I want fuck you And brake your Photomashine Cuz I'm without Nigga makeup Without your Fucking fashion
[GaGa:] When you with me I'm ratchet bitch You'll fuck yourself Cuz I am rich And then this photographys 'll be Inside all fucking Magazines.