LYRICS
Hey there baby, is there something wrong with me?
They play these games, there's nothing left to see
Don't you dare let anybody take a peek
B-I-T-E me, baby
Hey there baby, is there something wrong with me?
They play these games, there's nothing left to see
Don't you dare let anybody take a peek
B-I-T-E me, baby
I'm the first lady, call me Julia Child
Got a little bread now, so I truly be wild
White lines on the table, but you're Rue in denial
If you ridin' with the crew, better do it in style
I'm the Gordon Ramsay, you the Paula Deen
Talked your shit once and appalled the scene
Herb garden how I'm growing all my green
Prolly gonna see me on your walls and screens
Be a freak and I can season it a little bit
Get your teeth in, I can see that you're a little bit
These are not coincidences, they are synonyms
B-I-T-E, that's the end of it
Have it your way, this pu$$y gourmet
If it's in poor taste, then OUT MY FACE
Finger lickin', get in my kitchen
Switchin' positions, pick up the pace
Fxxk me so good, got a bun in the oven
Fill it to the rim, call it Cheaper by the Dozen
Callin' out to Amy, cuz this bakery's still runnin'
Order after order, and a bitch is still stunnin'
Eat it up, eat it up, like you're a cannibal
Beat it up, beat it up, like you're an animal
All of you bitches are too fxxkin' flammable
Sit and unzip, put your d!ck in my mandible
Hey there baby, is there something wrong with me?
They play these games, there's nothing left to see
Don't you dare let anybody take a peek
B-I-T-E me, baby
Hey there baby, is there something wrong with me?
They play these games, there's nothing left to see
Don't you dare let anybody take a peek
B-I-T-E me, baby
Freaky cokewhore definition
3 slut bitches in the expedition
Top see thru with the exhibition
Listening to jewel singing intuition
Follow my heart to the d!ck, I smell it
Where the K-dealer freaks, where the felons?
Where the coke head dorks no telling
Bitch I'm in the Porsche scoring where's Ellen?
I'm the first lady of swallowing loads
Where's the president of sυcking some toes?
Where the opps, enemigas and foes?
Where the bitches who be fxxking for clothes?
Fxxk driving the boat, I just stole it
When I see your kia, Imma tow it
If my titty pop out, Imma show it
If I go broke, then bitch I'll just hοe it
Cause I already walk on tracks
Fxxk wood come knock on a$$
bring beers imma knock one back
And I heard your LP, that was doggone trash
Dang nabbit, I got a fat rabbit
Nose bloody ‘cause I gotta bad habit
All them old a$$ songs, you can have it
‘Cause Ayesha come through with the hits like an addict
Hey there baby, is there something wrong with me?
They play these games, there's nothing left to see
Don't you dare let anybody take a peek
B-I-T-E me, baby
Endless cycles, bile rising
No more stomach for your whining
I see why it's so exciting
Icy smile inside me hiding
Endless cycles, bile rising
No more stomach for your whining
I see why it's so exciting
B-I-T-E ME BABY