LYRICS
With every b***h
A pair of shoes will go to a child in need
Yeah
Flip a stereotype
How an Asian b***h got concubines?
Turn a grown man to a bashful bride
With a vag that will leave him immobilized
But 'fina wasn't born with the gas
As a matter of fact, I was born with a rash
As a matter of fact, got a concave ass
Still the hoes line up like a paragraph
Yellow b*****s in the driver's seat (x3)
B*****s drive that Corolla right into the streets
Yellow b*****s in the driver's seat (x3)
B*****s drive that Corolla right into the streets
We got that bomb shit
That Long Duk Dong shit
Make you call your mom shit
Get a pair of TOMS shit
Got that Soon Yi shit
Be all you want to be shit
That Giving Tree shit
You belong to me shit
Hello, this is taste of jasmine
Never been, never will be a has-been
Rub it, you'll feel like Aladdin
I'll dish it cause I might be into casting
Us yellow b*****s livin' fancy gettin' beef like Kobe
Us yellow b*****s datin' white boys that look just like Moby
Us yellow b*****s eatin' fruits and shit at karaoke
Pull up in a second hand Mazda
Pull up in a Hyundai Elantra
Yellow b*****s in the driver's seat (x3)
B*****s drive that Corolla right into the streets
We got that bomb shit
That Long Duk Dong shit
Make you call your mom shit
Get a pair of TOMS shit
Got that Soon Yi shit
Be all you want to be shit
That Giving Tree shit
You belong to me shit
(Came out my belly with a suture
Awkwafina is the future)
Aw thank you that's so sweet
Thank you Margaret
Margaret?
(Hello
Every shit
A pair of shoes will go to a child in need)
Why would you-
Why the accent? Ok
(With every b***h
A pair of shoes will go to a child in need)
(I feel like we didn't necessarily agree to that
I don't think we have to)
(Hello?)
Ok. Hi. Hi yes
(How come you never call me?)
I think the accent is unnecessary
(How come you never call me?
OK, Finally
Call me
Press 1 for pickup
Press 2 for delivery)