I’m in VIP with no ID with a pint of beam Lightin' cheeba, wylin’ the fuck out like Bieber at nineteen Or Ice-T in the 90s Frightening in some Nikes slut, nice D’s There a slight breeze? Don’t like me? Well then bite me There might be a better chance of flight 370 turning up than us, bitch (highly unlikely) Little dyke think ‘cause I’m Libra - you're Pisces, and you’re feisty That you're like me, that you might find that we’re like minded We ain’t nothing alike Diva, you like sleeves I'm a wife beater you white tease Bet you like skiing on white skis The way you’re damaging yourself on the poles Why don’t you grab this one and do the right thing like Spike Lee And look out like you’re sightseeing and invite me in the back and bite me in the (God damn) Shake that ass and titties Cassidy felt that Dick so fat it could practically snap her chastity belt strap Standing all in the back where my hotels at She actually fell back and landed on somebody else’s lap And laughed, thought she sat on Pharell’s hat