We like the boys

With the bullet proof vests

We like the girls

With the cellophane chests

We like to ride on executive planes

We like to sit around and get real paid



I know you really want it

Cos your Daddy's always on it

And he knows just how to flaunt it

He got pictures in his wallet

And he wanna be your lover

Does he look just like my mother

Does he cover you like butter

And just leave you in the gutter



I want to know if I'm worth your time

There's so much to do before you die

Thursday night, I think I'm pregnant again

Touch my ass if you're qualified