Ben Folds - Sleazy lyrics

I don't need you or your brand new Benz. Or your bougie friends. I don't need love, looking like diamonds, looking like diamonds. I'ma get Get I'ma get Get Ohh! I don't need you or your brand new Benz. Or your bougie friends. And I don't need love, looking like diamonds, looking like diamonds. I don't need you or your brand new Benz. Or your bougie friends. And I don't need love, looking like diamonds, looking like diamonds. You can't imagine the immensity of the f** I'm not givin' about you money & man servant at the mansion you live in. And I don't wanna go places where all my ladies can't get in. Just grab a bottle, some boys & let's take it back to my basement and get Sleazy. Sick of all your lines, So Cheesy! Sorry daddy, but I'm not that easy! I'm not gonna sit here while you circle jerk it & work it. I'ma take it back to where my man & my girls is. Get 'Cause I'ma get Get 'Cause I'ma get I don't need you or your brand new Benz. Or your bougie friends. And I don't need love, looking like diamonds, looking like diamonds. I don't need you or your brand new Benz. Or your bougie friends. And I don't need love, looking like diamonds, looking like diamonds. Rat tat tat tat on your dum dum drum. The beat so phat, gonna make me cum, um, um, um... Over to your place. Rat tat tat tat on your dum dum drum. The beat so phat, gonna make me cum, um, um, um... Over to your place. I don't mean to critique on your seduction technique. But your money's not impressing me, it's kinda weak, That you really think you're gonna get my rocks off, Get my top & socks off, By showing me them dolla's in your drop box. Me & all my friends, we don't buy bottles, we bring 'em. We take the drinks from the table when you get up & leave 'em. And I don't care if you stare, and you call us scummy, 'Cause we ain't after your affection. And sure as hell not your money, honey. I don't need you or your brand new Benz. Or your bougie friends. And I don't need love, looking like diamonds, looking like diamonds. I don't need you or your brand new Benz. Or your bougie friends. And I don't need love, looking like diamonds, looking like diamonds. Rat tat tat tat on your dum dum drum. The beat so phat, gonna make me cum, um, um, um... Over to your place. Rat tat tat tat on your dum dum drum. The beat so phat, gonna make me cum, um, um, um... Over to your place.