I need whipped, dipped, chain-tipped
Plastic surgery all that sh**
Rip, tip, Electric Six
Plastic surgery all that sh**
Plastic surgery all that sh**
Pay tribute to the junkie, bow to the b**h
Buck to the donkey, got an a** like a b**h
hit the gas, hit the gas
we were never meant to last
maybe I’m just too crazy
maybe I go too fast
I go too fast
Whipped, dipped, chain-tipped
Plastic surgery all that sh**
Sick b**h, Electric Six
Plastic surgery all that sh**
Plastic surgery all that sh**
She walk like a turkey, talk like a b**h
Let me be the one, a four day witch
Priceless art for the penthouse
And a kitchen where I starve the b**h
s**ing on a b**h as good as it gets
Fuel City talking now I’ve got the sh**s
I’ve got the right to remain silent
But now I run my mouth like a little b**h
I’m a little b**h
Chipped, dipped, chain whipped
Plastic surgery, all that sh**
Rip, tip, Electric Six
Plastic surgery, all that sh**
Plastic surgery, all that sh**
I go down to the ditch
Where I go down on the b**h
Fly away little birdy
*Better do to the b**h
Hit me with a baseball bat
Pull a rabbit out of my hat
*Hit me quick and dirty
‘Cos I like it just like that
Like it just like that
Woah, woah.
What’s my name? Electric Six!
What’s my name? Electric Six!
What’s my name?