[Verse 1]
Look at that fat slut over there
Her dress is so tight, it's making me stare
She's lickin' on that lollipop with her tongue
So let's just shoot her with our guns

[Verse 2]
So my mommy's in the kitchen cooking that chicken
It's taking way too long, so I give her a whippin'
My daddy walks in as I'm layin' it down
But he don't say shit 'cause I rule this town

[Bridge]
Dumb bitches

[Verse 3]
So we're going to a show to hear this band play
The beat starts kickin', but this bitch is in my way
I ask her to move, but she says, "Shit, son"
Well, I could beat your ass, does that sound fun?

[Chorus]
Yeah, uh-huh, what? Okay
Yeah, uh-huh, oh, oh, okay (Okay)

[Verse 4]
My parents always told me not to drink or cuss, or fuck
But look how I turned out, just their fuckin' luck
So come and follow us, we'll show you a good time
But if you're gonna whinе, bitch, don't waste our time (Bitch)
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[Chorus]
Yeah, uh-huh, what? Okay
Yеah, uh-huh, oh, oh, okay (Okay)
Yeah, uh-huh, what? Okay
Yeah, uh-huh, oh, oh, okay (Okay)

[Outro]
Yeah, uh-huh, what? Okay
Yeah, uh-huh, oh, oh, okay (Okay)

[Intro]
Yeah
Millionaires
That's right

[Verse 1]
Friday night, it's time to party
Drop it down and get real naughty
Girls talk shit, we don't care
We'll take off our underwear
Drinking cocktails, beers with lime
All these guys yell, "She's a dime"
I just wink and blow a kiss
While other girls just bitch and diss (Diss)

[Chorus]
Come get fucked up
Give me my alcohol
Let's get fucked up
A-L-C-O-H-O-L
Come get fucked up
Give me that alcohol
Let's get fucked up
A-L-C-O-H-O-L

[Chorus]
This bitch is trying to take a shot
She can't down one, what else she got?
Jaeger, vodka, even whiskey
Down that shit, don't be a pussy
Who needs Pepsi, juice, or Sprite?
If you do, you're weak (That's right)
I down my shots and gulp my beers
'Til every drop disappears
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[Chorus]
Come get fucked up
Give me my alcohol
Let's get fucked up
A-L-C-O-H-O-L
Come get fucked up
Give me that alcohol
Let's get fucked up
A-L-C-O-H-O-L

[Post-Chorus]
All these boys are drinking ale
And we bust out White Zinfandel
Yeah, we're getting pretty trashed
But these boys ain't getting any ass
Drink every drink that could be tasted
Look at us, we're fucking wasted
We stumble, mumble, no one cares
Just 'cause we're the Millionaires, yeah

[Chorus]
Come get fucked up
Give me my alcohol
Let's get fucked up
A-L-C-O-H-O-L
Come get fucked up
Give me that alcohol
Let's get fucked up
A-L-C-O-H-O-L
[Bridge]
Every time I'm at the bar, you wanna pay
Go ahead, buy me a drink, you won't get laid
Every time I'm at the bar, you wanna pay
Go ahead, buy me a drink, you won't get laid
Every time I'm at the bar, you wanna pay
Go ahead, buy me a drink, you won't get laid

[Chorus]
Come get fucked up
Give me my alcohol
Let's get fucked up
A-L-C-O-H-O-L
Come get fucked up
Give me that alcohol
Let's get fucked up-up
A-L-C-O-H-O-L
Come get fucked up (Oh my God)
Give me my alcohol
Let's get fucked up
A-L-C-O-H-O-L
Come get fucked up (Oh my God)
Give me that alcohol
Let's get fucked up
A-L-C-O-H-O-L
A-L-C-O-H-O-L

[Intro]
Uh-ah, uh-huh, uh-huh (You want it)
Uh-ah, uh-huh, uh-huh (I got it)
Uh-ah, uh-huh, uh-huh (You want it)
Uh-ah, uh-huh, uh-huh

[Verse 1]
So-so-so we walk in and all heads turn
Check us out, just watch and learn
Your boys will look us up and down
Watch as their jaws hit the ground

[Verse 2]
But your boys not the one for me
This boy in front's the one I see
You can tell he's drippin' dollars
So of course, I have to holler

[Chorus]
Hey, hey rich boy, look my way
Hey, hey rich boy, make my day
Hey, hey boy, you look so fly
Throw that money in the sky
Hey, hey rich boy, look my way
Hey, hey rich boy, make my day
Hey, hey boy, you look so fly
Throw that money in the sky
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[Post-Chorus]
Uh-ah, uh-huh, uh-huh (You want it)
Uh-ah, uh-huh, uh-huh

[Verse 3]
If you want boys with cars and cash
Show them how you shake it fast
And boys if you want girls like me
Flash that cash where we can see

[Verse 4]
You think I want that ice cold money?
Well, hell ya, it's fucking yummy
Yeah I'm going straight to hell
But here he comes, I have to yell

[Chorus]
Hey, hey rich boy, look my way
Hey, hey rich boy, make my day
Hey, hey boy, you look so fly
Throw that money in the sky
Hey, hey rich boy, look my way
Hey, hey rich boy, make my day
Hey, hey boy, you look so fly
Throw that money in the sky
[Verse 5]
He's sweet and nice and six foot two
With that black faux hawk and eyes of blue
But it's the green that lures me in
And that car that takes me for a spin, so

[Chorus]
Hey, hey rich boy, look my way
Hey, hey rich boy, make my day
Hey, hey boy, you look so fly
Throw that money in the sky
Hey, hey rich boy, look my way
Hey, hey rich boy, make my day
Hey, hey boy, you look so fly
Throw that money in the sky

[Bridge]
Cadillac, Lexus, and Mercedes
I know you get all the ladies
Cadillac, Lexus, and Mercedes
I know you get all the ladies
Cadillac, Lexus, and Mercedes
I know you get all the ladies
Cadillac, Lexus, and Mercedes
I know you get all the ladies
Throw that money in the sky
[Chorus]
Hey, hey rich boy, look my way
Hey, hey rich boy, make my day
Hey, hey boy, you look so fly
Throw that money in the sky
Hey, hey rich boy, look my way
Hey, hey rich boy, make my day
Hey, hey boy, you look so fly
Throw that money in the sky

[Chorus]
Hey, hey rich boy, look my way
Hey, hey rich boy, make my day
Hey, hey boy, you look so fly
Throw that money in the sky
Hey, hey rich boy, look my way
Hey, hey rich boy, make my day
Hey, hey boy, you look so fly
Throw that money in the sky

[Outro]
Uh-ah, uh-huh, uh-huh (You want it)
Uh-ah, uh-huh, uh-huh
Throw that money in the sky

Millionaires, bitches

Middle finger in the air if your pussy's tight
All the boys are getting hard down to fuck tonight
One thing on my mind-mind, drink the city dry-dry
Do it all in the stall one boy at a time

Pull it, pull it, pull it up and pull it out, pull it, pull it, pull it
Flashing, flashing cameras all around
You want this bomb ass pussy
Smashing, smashing bottles, doing lines
Pop-poppin' pills and getting high
I'm so fucked out of my mind

I do what I want, middle finger in the air
Gonna party, party, party like a millionaire
I'ma dance like a slut and I don't even care
Gonna party, party, party like a millionaire
Millionaire, like a millionaire
Tonight I'm gonna party like a millionaire

Gettin drunk as fuck, my lips are sippin' potion
You can kiss my ass, yeah in slow motion
We ain't even near done, time to have some real fun
Need a fix, big and thick, holla if you have one
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Pull it, pull it, pull it up and pull it out, pull it, pull it, pull it
Flashing, flashing cameras all around
Come smack this bomb ass booty
Smashing, smashing bottles, doing lines
Pop-poppin' pills and getting high
I'm so fucked out of my mind
(Ha, where are we?)

I do what I want, middle finger in the air
Gonna party, party, party like a millionaire
I'ma dance like a slut and I don't even care
Gonna party, party, party like a millionaire
Millionaire, like a millionaire
Tonight I'm gonna party like a millionaire

I can do it over here, I can do it over there
Do whatever I want, middle finger in the air
Who wants that bomb ass pussy?
You want that bomb ass pussy
Who's got that bomb ass pussy?
I've got that bomb ass pussy
White girl with the bomb ass pussy
I don't give a, I dont give a (I don't give a fuck)
I don't give a, DGAF til we die
I don't give a, I don't give a
I don't give a fuck 'cause I'm a Millionaire

I do what I want, middle finger in the air
Gonna party, party, party like a millionaire
I'ma dance like a slut (A whore) and I don't even care
Gonna party, party, party like a millionaire (Get crazy)
Millionaire, like a millionaire
Tonight I'm gonna party like a millionaire
Millionaire (Cash), like a millionaire (Money)
Tonight I'm gonna party like a millionaire

DGAF, baby
DGAF
Millionaires

Listen up bitches, I'm your fucking MC
I've got my mind on your goodies, I can see your wee-wee
Getting hard in your pants, boy, I want to see you dance, boy
A little strip for me 'til I D-I-E

Let's just hit, no commitment
Get down on your knees

So get me off like a prom dress, let me feel you deep inside
I can tell that you're excited and it’s something you can't hide
You on top of me, that's how its gonna be
Get me off like a prom dress tonight

Off, off, off
Off like a prom dress
Off, off, off
Off like a prom dress

So I met my little hunny bunny on last Easter Sunday
By 12 noon he was munchin’ on my brunch
Are you ready for dessert? Keep it cummin' up my skirt
Show me banana split, just keep lickin' on that shit

Let's just hit, no commitment
Get down on your knees

So get me off like a prom dress, let me feel you deep inside
I can tell that you're excited and it’s something you can't hide
You on top of me, that's how its gonna be
Get me off like a prom dress tonight

Off, off, off
Off like a prom dress
Off, off, off
Off like a prom dress

Li-li-lickity quick, let's just hit no commit
I've been filling up my piggy bank, machete's getting dull I think
One dollar bill for the thrill down that roller coaster hill
These kids would kill for this life, this life full of speed
And the weed, emo kids cut and bleed
But we like to party, getting drunk off the Bacardi

So get me off like a prom dress, let me feel you deep inside
I can tell that you're excited and it’s something you can't hide
You on top of me, that's how its gonna be
Get me off like a prom dress tonight ('Cause it's only for one night)

So get me off like a prom dress, let me feel you deep inside
I can tell that you're excited and it’s something you can't hide
You on top of me, that's how its gonna be
Get me off like a prom dress tonight

Off, off, off
Off like a prom dress
Off, off, off
Off like a prom dress
Off, off, off
Off like a prom dress
Off, off, off
Off like a prom dress

So get me off, off, off
Off like a prom dress
So get me off, off, off
Off like a prom dress (Keep it cummin' up my skirt)
So get me off, off, off
Off like a prom dress
So get me off, off, off
Off like a prom dress (Keep it cummin' up my skirt)
So get me off, off, off
Off like a prom dress
So get me off, off, off
Off like a prom dress (Keep it cummin' up my skirt)
So get me off, off, off
Off like a prom dress
So get me off, off, off
Off like a prom dress (Keep it cummin', cummin', cummin')

Take your shirt off
T-t-take your shirt off
T-take your (Hey) shirt off
T-take your (Hey) shirt off

Whatcha doing over there boy? Looking at me
I know you wanna take me out to a party
We can get a little freaky boy, a little naughty
But I ain't gonna go unless you take your shirt off

Damn you're looking pretty boy, you got it going on
I know you wanna dance with me to our favorite song
We should really get out of here, don't take too long
But I ain't gonna go unless you take your shirt off

Now I see you sweat-sweating
(Yeah I know you're getting hot)
Got my eyes on you boy
(Let me see what you've got)

Take your shirt off and spin it around
You've got your stunner shades on and you're dancing around
So put your hands up, yeah, to the breakdown
So take your shirt off, t-t-take your shirt off
T-t-t-take your (Hey)

The lights, the music, the smoke in the sound
As I'm walking through the scene, yeah I spot him in the crowd
I'll be licking my lips as he looks me up and down
He'll be looking hot, hot when his shirt hits the ground

I got a secret to tell you, I bet you'll never guess
It's to do with me and you and the zipper of my dress
The perfect combination to relieve a little stress
So it's about time that we started to (Undress, undress)

Now I see you sweat-sweating
(Yeah I know you're getting hot)
Got my eyes on you boy
(Let me see what you've got)

Take your shirt off and spin it around
You've got your stunner shades on and you're dancing around
So put your hands up, yeah, to the breakdown
So take your shirt off, t-t-take your shirt off

Take your shirt off and spin it around
You've got your stunner shades on and you're dancing around
So put your hands up, yeah, to the breakdown
So take your shirt off, t-t-take your shirt off

T-take your shirt off
T-take your shirt off, off, off

Take off your top, make my bubble pop
Never gonna stop, I'm putting you on lock
T-t-take off your top, make my bubble pop
Never gonna stop, now feel that beat drop
Sucka, ow!

Take your shirt off and spin it around
You've got your stunner shades on and you're dancing around
So put your hands up, yeah, to the breakdown
So take your shirt off, t-t-take your shirt off

Take your shirt off and spin it around
You've got your stunner shades on and you're dancing around
So put your hands up, yeah, to the breakdown
So take your shirt off, t-t-take your shirt off

Take your shirt off
T-t-take your shirt off
Take your shirt off
T-t-take your shirt off (Undress, undress, undress)
Take your shirt off
Take your shirt off (Yeah, I know you're getting hot)
Take your shirt off (Undress, undress, undress)
Take your shirt off (Let me see what you got)
Shirt's removal complete

[Chorus]
Hey there, I like your hair
Who does your hair? I wanna go there
Pshyeah, I like your hair
Who does your hair? I wanna go there

[Verse 1]
Hey bitches, my scalp itches
I'll do my own damn hair
Pshyeah
I need more gel, my hair looks like hell
Fucking bitches
Oh my god!

[Pre-Chorus]
Blondes
Brunettes
Redheads, more like dreadheads
Oh my god!

[Chorus]
Hey there, I like your hair
Who does your hair? I wanna go there
Pshyeah, I like your hair
Who does your hair? I wanna go there
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[Verse 2]
Let's get a dyke spike, are those highlights?
That's a great color, ooh
Let's totally get a perm!
Pshyeah
Time to retouch those roots
Bitches, oh my god!

[Pre-Chorus]
Blondes
Brunettes
Redheads, more like dreadheads
Oh my god!

[Chorus]
Hey there, I like your hair
Who does your hair? I wanna go there
Pshyeah, I like your hair
Who does your hair? I wanna go there

[Verse 3]
Where's my flat iron? (Hih?)
Where's my flat iron? (Hih?)
Where's my flat iron? (Hih!)

Where's my flat iron? (Hih?)
Where's my flat iron? (Hih?)
Where's my flat iron? (Hih!)
What a slut! (Excuse me?)
But I like your cut (Oh, really?)
Totally
You're such a slut (You still think I'm a slut?)
Definitely

[Pre-Chorus]
Blondes
Brunettes
Redheads, more like dreadheads
Oh my god!

[Chorus]
Hey there, I like your hair
Who does your hair? I wanna go there
Pshyeah, I like your hair
Who does your hair? I wanna go there
Hey there, I like your hair
Who does your hair? I wanna go there
Pshyeah, I like your hair
Who does your hair? I wanna go there

[Outro]
Oh my god
Oh my god
Oh, my god!
(Just shave it off)