[Chorus: Kaitlyn, Kitty, and McKenna]
Yellow chinky-chong with the chingy-chong slants
Don't tell a Mistress what she can and can't
I want to superglue your chongy lips to my pants
Chingy chongy yellowman with tiny f**in' slants
[Verse 1: Kaitlyn]
Take a look at my a** if you can open your eyes wide enough
Quit tryna squirm out from under me and actin' tough
Hesitance, resistance, they only make it more rough
You're about an inch away from f**in' gettin' stuffed!
Let me take your a** back to the Vietnam War
And I know you chinks won so don't go mentionin' the score
My pappy murdered your chink friends and chink ancestors
Speakin' of which, how's it feel livin' life sequestered?
You ain't leavin' Sitters Manor 'til the day you die
Which could maybe be soon, to the devil say "hi"
I'm sure you're headin' to Hell, do I need to say why?
You're a motherf**in' chink! What a f**in' pigsty
The house in which we live, the cage in which you wallow
The a** which you lick, plus the sh** which you swallow