Big Juicy, B-B-B-Big Juicy, uh

Big Juicy, B-B-B-Big Juicy, ugh

Big Juicy, B-B-B-Big Juicy, uh

Big Juicy, ugh

Big Juicy 'bout to set it off

I know a lady by the name of Juicy

Get real freaky in a warm jacuzzi

Get dolled up for the Vegas clubs

Get a mani-pedi, wax and a body rub

She's an old white lady with a big ol' bust

When she hit the casino, there's a big ol' fuss

She sips real fast on her coke and rum

She just wanna get drunk and shake around

Go Juicy, Big Juicy

Go Juicy, Big Juicy

Go Juicy, Big Juicy

Go Juicy, Big Juicy

Go 'head Juicy, get it, bitch

Go 'head Juicy, get it, bitch

Go 'head Juicy, get it, bitch

That's Big Juicy gettin' it

Big Juicy, B-B-B-Big Juicy, uh

Big Juicy, B-B-B-Big Juicy, ugh

Big Juicy, B-B-B-Big Juicy, uh

Big Juicy, ugh

Big Juicy 'bout to set it off

Go 'head big Juicy, Juicy, shake your tits, Big Juicy, Juicy

Go 'head big Juicy, Juicy, shake your tits, Big Juicy, Juicy

Go 'head big Juicy, Juicy, shake your tits, Big Juicy, Juicy

Go 'head big Juicy, Juicy, shake your tits, Big Juicy, Juicy

J-U-I-C-Y, J-U-I-C-Y

J-U-I-C-Y, J-U-I-C-Y

J-U-I-C-Y, J-U-I-C-Y

J-U-I-C-Y, J-U-I-C-Y

Now watch her pop that big ol' chest

Now watch her pop that big ol' chest

Now watch her pop that big ol' chest

Big Juicy, Big Juicy

Shakin' her titties on the back of the bus

Shakin' her titties on the back of the bus

Shakin', shakin' her titties on the back of the bus

Big Juicy, Big Juicy

Go Juicy, Big Juicy

Go Juicy, Big Juicy

Go Juicy, Big Juicy

Go Juicy, Big Juicy

Go 'head Juicy, get it, bitch

Go 'head Juicy, get it, bitch

Go 'head Juicy, get it, bitch

That's Big Juicy gettin' it

Big Juicy, B-B-B-Big Juicy, uh

Big Juicy, B-B-B-Big Juicy, ugh

Big Juicy, B-B-B-Big Juicy, uh

Big Juicy, ugh

Big Juicy 'bout to set it off

Go 'head big Juicy, Juicy, shake your tits, Big Juicy, Juicy

Go 'head big Juicy, Juicy, shake your tits, Big Juicy, Juicy

Go 'head big Juicy, Juicy, shake your tits, Big Juicy, Juicy

Go 'head big Juicy, Juicy, shake your tits, Big Juicy, Juicy

J-U-I-C-Y, J-U-I-C-Y

J-U-I-C-Y, J-U-I-C-Y

J-U-I-C-Y, J-U-I-C-Y

J-U-I-C-Y, J-U-I-C-Y

Hey Juicy

H-H-Hey Juicy, baby

Hey Juicy, c'mon, pop them titties, bitch

Hey Juicy

H-H-Hey Juicy, baby

Hey Juicy (I love Big Juicy)

Go 'head big Juicy, Juicy, shake your tits, Big Juicy, Juicy

Go 'head big Juicy, Juicy, shake your tits, Big Juicy, Juicy

Go 'head big Juicy, Juicy, shake your tits, Big Juicy, Juicy

Go 'head big Juicy, Juicy, shake your tits, Big Juicy, Juicy

J-U-I-C-Y, J-U-I-C-Y

J-U-I-C-Y, J-U-I-C-Y

J-U-I-C-Y, J-U-I-C-Y

J-U-I-C-Y, J-U-I-C-Y

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Razor blades and rubbers in my Yves Saint Laurent

I-I-I'm the hottest fucking bitch, a bona fide debutant

Baby doll dress chiffon, got my stripper boots on

I'm wearin' fur to the pussy color, strawberry blonde

Mo-mo-move bitch, get my cigarettes and meet me at the front

I don't smoke a lot of weed, but I'd love to hit your blunt

Do a bump out my acrylic, if the hole's empty then fill it

Bloody noses, oh so fab, I'm smokin' freebase with your dad

If you love to fuck, 'cause Ayesha Erotica loves to fuck

(Put your hands up, put your hands up, put your hands)

If you lo-love to fuck 'cause Ayesha Erotica loves to fuck

Party at the château, I'm not your average rap show

I'm cruisin' in DeLoreans, look hotter than tabasco

My gold shorts shinin' bright, body glitter, anus tight

Strobe lights in limousines, fame addict, glamour fiend

Painkillers, pop 'em with a little bit of sex

Got a rusty coke blade that'll cut your tongue off

Sorry, can't take your call 'cause I'm covered in piss

Sa-sa-said he liked a couple fingers, so I gave him a fi-fi-fist

If you love to fuck, 'cause Ayesha Erotica loves to fuck

(Put your hands up, put your hands up, put your hands)

If you lo-love to fuck 'cause Ayesha Erotica loves to fuck

Lo-love to fuck, do you love to fuck?

Love to fu-u-uck, do you love to fuck?

Love to fuck, do you love to fuck?

Love to fuck, d-d-d-do you love to fuck?

If you love to fuck, 'cause Ayesha Erotica loves to fuck

(Put your hands up, put your hands up, put your hands)

If you lo-love to fuck 'cause Ayesha Erotica loves to fuck

If you love to fuck, 'cause Ayesha Erotica loves to fuck

(Put your hands up, put your hands up, put your hands)

If you lo-love to fuck 'cause Ayesha Erotica loves to fuck

They say sex doesn't sell anymore

But how come it's still sellin' in hotel rooms I go to?

Ayesha Erotica, A.K.A. Ms. Hardcore Anal Banging

The Princess of gang bangs

The Queen Ms. Houston, bye

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Another breakdown bender, lookin' so slender

Downtown, shootin' for the stars, Sunset Boulevard

Sunglasses, dim flashes, time passes so fast

Up-skirt shots so hot, get your money's worth

They wanna catch me, they wanna see me cry

They all follow me and tapped on the whole drive

The streets of L.A. are bright with the lights of attention (tention, tentio-o-on)

They look so pretty when you're passing out

From all of the tension

I'm seein' stars circle while I overdose on all of the fame (the fame, the fam-am-ame)

They say "Pop girl so lost, yeah, what a shame"

"That poor what's-her-name"

Light a cigarette, watch me and my friends dance

Swallow more of these pills, these are name brand

I can see you, I'm pretending that I don't

You're pretending that I won't

A relationship unspoken

They wanna crack me, I'm daily crucified

They wanna watch me crumble, they wanna see me die

The streets of L.A. are bright with the lights of attention (tention, tentio-o-on)

They look so pretty when you're passing out

From all of the tension

I'm seein' stars circle while I overdose on all of the fame (the fame, the fam-am-ame)

They say "Pop girl so lost, yeah, what a shame"

"That poor what's-her-name"

Watch me daily, public shaming

They tell me how to live as if I'm not the talk of the town

This is more than enough for me

The streets of L.A. are bright with the lights of attention (tention, tentio-o-on)

They look so pretty when you're passing out

From all of the tension

I'm seein' stars circle while I overdose on all of the fame (the fame, the fam-am-ame)

They say "Pop girl so lost, yeah, what a shame"

"That poor what's-her-name"

Welcome to L.A., bitch

I'm sure you'll make it

And tell 'em Ayesha sent you

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I wouldn't touch your rusty rhymes with the holes in my nose

I couldn't see you dusty try-hards through the holes in your clothes

Coked up every night, bloody noses and fights

My pussy's so fucking sore from the dick after shows

I shop exclusively so I never show up in your shit

And baby, when I say shit I mean fucking shit

While all you lame fucking stylist bitches keep up with the times

I'm in London fucked up, tryna keep up with the lines

I'm a music making, drug taking, Gucci rocking party bitch

Socialite, heiress, model, actress, singer, party bitch

Slut, skank, smoking crank, fashion loving party bitch

Cock sucking, fist fucking, tight pussy party bitch

I rock like Madonna at your favorite events

I'm fucking all of your friends, you're fucking up all the trends

Okay, you moved to New York and now you think that you're art

All your fans are your friends, we don't know who you are

But Ayesha is the problem solver, glamour's what I sell

I'm a walking fucking sin on my way to fucking Hell

You ain't no shock rock god, you ain't no post god mod

I'm smoking crack in the back of your stepdad's hot rod

I'm a music making, drug taking, Gucci rocking party bitch

Socialite, heiress, model, actress, singer, party bitch

Slut, skank, smoking crank, fashion loving party bitch

Cock sucking, fist fucking, tight pussy party bitch

You're now cutting up with Ayesha

Now cutting up with Ayesha, now cutting up with A

Now cutting up with Ayesha

Now cutting up with Ayesha, now cutting up with A

Ayesha, Ayesha, A-A-Ayesha Erotica

A-A-A-Ayesha, Ayesha, A-A-Ayesha Erotica

I'm a music making, drug taking, Gucci rocking party bitch

Socialite, heiress, model, actress, singer, party bitch

Slut, skank, smoking crank, fashion loving party bitch

Cock sucking, fist fucking, tight pussy party bitch

I'm a music making, drug taking, Gucci rocking party bitch

Socialite, heiress, model, actress, singer, party bitch

Slut, skank, smoking crank, fashion loving party bitch

Cock sucking, fist fucking, tight pussy party bitch

Ayesha, Ayesha, A-A-Ayesha Erotica (Party bitch)

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1, 2, Prada's coming for you emily Rose

Come into my soul, take over control

Teach me how to vogue

(Let it out, let it out, let it out)

When I do my spin let me get my tens

This grand prize is mine and I'll be

Damned if I don't get it, bitch!

Over me, take over my soul

Come on, Emmy, make me lose control

Ooh, I need these tens, teach me how to vogue

Yes, I'm living for this demonic soul

Six, six, six across the board

You know you want this devil whore

House of Lucifer crucified

When I walk the girls all die

When I take a piss right on the floor

Hit and dip then come back for more

This grand prize is mine and I'll be

Damned if I don't get it, bitch!

Ovah, ovah, o-o-o-o-ovah

Bitch, bi-bi-bi-bitch, bitch

Ovah, ovah, o-o-o-o-ovah

Bitch, bi-bi-bi-bitch, bitch

Cunt, cunt, cunt, cunt, cunt, cunt, cunt

Cunt cunty, cunt, cunt, cunt, bitch

This grand prize is mine and I'll be

Damned if I don't get it, bitch!

Emily, Emily, Emily Rose

Emily, Emily, Emily Rose

Emily, Emily, Emily Rose

Emily, Emily, Emily Rose

Emily, Emily, Emily Rose

Emily, Emily, Emily Rose

Emily, Emily, Emily Rose

Emily, Emily, Emily Rose

We are the ones who dwell within

We are the ones who dwell within

We are the ones, we are the ones

We are the ones who dwell within

We are the ones who dwell within

We are the ones who dwell within

We are the ones, we are the ones

We are the ones who dwell within

Emily, Emily, Emily Rose

Emily, Emily, Emily Rose

Emily, Emily, Emily Rose

Emily, Emily, Emily Rose

Emily, Emily, Emily Rose

Emily, Emily, Emily Rose

Emily, Emily, Emily Rose

Emily, Emily, Emily Rose

Come into my soul, take over control

Teach me how to vogue

(Let it out, let it out, let it out)

When I do my spin let me get my tens

This grand prize is mine and I'll be

Damned if I don't get it, bitch!

Emily Rose (Bitch) emily Rose (Bitch)

Emily, Emily Rose (Bitch)

(Damned if I don't get it, bitch)

Emily Rose (Bitch) emily Rose (Bitch)

Emily Rose (Bitch)

(Damned if I don't get it, bitch)

Ovah, ovah, o-o-o-o-ovah

Bitch, bi-bi-bi-bitch, bitch

Ovah, ovah, o-o-o-o-ovah

Bitch, bi-bi-bi-bitch, bitch

Cunt, cunt, cunt, cunt, cunt, cunt, cunt

Cunt cunty, cunt, cunt, cunt, bitch

This grand prize is mine and I'll be

Damned if I don't get it, bitch!

Emily, Emily, Emily Rose

Emily, Emily, Emily Rose

Emily, Emily, Emily Rose

Emily, Emily, Emily Rose

Emily, Emily, Emily Rose

Emily, Emily, Emily Rose

Emily, Emily, Emily Rose

Emily, Emily, Emily Rose

And I am Lucifer, the devil in the flesh

In the name of Jesus of Nazareth

Command to come out of her, you sexist demon

In the name of Jesus of Nazareth

Of Nazareth, of Nazareth

In the name of Jesus of Nazareth

I command you to release her

You sexist demon

In the name of Jesus of Nazareth

Stunty, cunty stunty Jesus, cunty

Jesus of Nazareth

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Going back to crack, crack, crack

Going back to crack

I don't think so

I'm going back to crack, crack, crack

I'm going back to crack

I don't think so

I'm going back to crack, crack, crack

I'm going back to crack

I don't think so

I'm going back to crack, crack, crack

I'm going back to crack

I don't think so

I got these pretty rocks

That'll make your eyes pop

I like that tippy top

Baby, can you feel that drippy drop?

I wanna taste you

Feel you under my skin

I wanna come on top

Flip around then give you that head again like

Oh-woah, look at her go

Down to the base puttin' on a show

Yo, I got that crack slit

Don't fuck around with wack dick

Tragic, you got it girl?

Let this coke whore rock your world

You wanna uh-uh

Shootin' on my face

Going too slow, pickin' up the pace like

Damn, damn

All the boys say damn, damn

And if you got pipe, pipe, pipe

You could be my man, man, man

All the boys say damn, damn

All the boys say damn, damn

And if you got pipe, pipe, pipe

You could be my man, man, man

I'm going back to crack, crack, crack

I'm going back to crack

I don't think so

I'm going back to crack, crack, crack

I'm going back to crack

I don't think so

You wanna fuck me?

Just get me coked up

I'm pretty flexible

Boy, watch me hit this toe touch

I think it's sexy

When you bleed from your nose

You wanna party, baby?

Let's see where the night goes

I like hoes, so bring your ladies

Come through hot in your dad's Mercedes

I'm fly & high off the 2CI

So much blow it could make you cry

Now, damn I love them Cuban boys

Mustache tip with them big ol' toys

That hot cum on my chest

Come a little closer, papi, don't fret like

Damn, damn

All the boys say damn, damn

And if you got pipe, pipe, pipe

You could be my man, man, man

All the boys say damn, damn

All the boys say damn, damn

And if you got pipe, pipe, pipe

You could be my man, man, man

I'm going back to crack, crack, crack

I'm going back to crack

I don't think so

I'm going back to crack, crack, crack

I'm going back to crack

I don't think so

I saw you shirtless doing laundry at the laundromat

When you took your shirt off I thought

"Mmm, I want some of that"

I like your chest hair, it really makes me think

You think I'm playing, but I'd fuck you in a blink

We could really be somethin'

Something kind of special

I like that angry sex

I admit I'm a little bit temperamental

Now get on your knees and start to pray

I'm your God, your light, and the only way

I'm going back to crack, crack, crack

I'm going back to crack

I don't think so

I'm going back to crack, crack, crack

I'm going back to crack

I don't think so

I'm going back to crack, crack, crack

I'm going back to crack

I don't think so

I'm going back to crack, crack, crack

I'm going back to crack

I don't think so

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She wakes up early every morning

Just to do her hair now

Because she cares, y'all

Her day wouldn't be right without her makeup

She's not without makeup

She's just like you and me

But she's toothless, she's toothless

And she's dancin', suckin' for money

La-da-di-la-do-dow-la-da-di-la-do-dow

La-da-di-la-do-dow-la-da-di-la-do-dow

La-da-di-la-do-dow-la-da-di-la-do-dow

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