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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