Me and my b**hes are lookin' s**y We rollin' down the beach in our two-piece bikinis Goodies all the boys just wanna reach p**y is so peach, yeah sister, just preach That we were sent to be bad b**hes Our presence is what your gift is (boy) So, uh, yeah, keep 'em wishes Gettin' dirty, then clean like dishes p**y pie fine, don't smell fishes Every inch just want your kisses Do it hard 'til our body stitches Grab it, grope it, yeah, h-h-hitches Make me hiss, go on, h-h-hisses You be master, I be your mistress Grab this bird, grab some finches How big is it? Give me inches It is touching where our hips is Droolin' like a new born babe? Hold on, let me find where the bibs is Especially if it snows like Christmas You belong where the kids is You really want 'em disses?