Do I look like a ****?
Uh, huh, shut up

You know, I don't understand
Why everyone keeps calling us ****s
Me neither, I'm a good girl, yeah, me too
Hell, I just went to church the other day

Here's a story about the boys of the alter
Some of them got between me and my halter
But I don't think the good Lord would mind
I was calling his name the whole time

Sometimes I get a little drunk
And I go home with some crazy punks
But don't judge me by what I do
'Cause baby, you know, you want to hit it too
****, you know they all want to hit it
Yeah, they're just talking **** 'cause they want it

You know, maybe it's these outfits we wear
I mean, I can see your ****ies
**** my stylist is on a budget
He's just trying to save some fabric

It really doesn't matter
I'm just gonna end up taking it off anyway
So what if I'm a little nudie?
It don't mean you're gonna get some booty

Baby, I just want to shake it
It took mama nine months to make it
My daisy dukes they fit just right
They squeeze my coochie really tight

So that when I shake and dance
There's a party in my pants
****, I like your daisy dukes
I think they're real cl***y

Do I look like a ****?
Is it the way I move my butt?
Is it the way my clothes are cut?
I like to do it and what?

Do I look like a ****?
Is it the way I move my butt?
Is it how my clothes are cut?
I don't give a ***k

I saw Mikey on the street yesterday
And do you know what he called me?
What? He called me a ****, no, yeah
Honey, don't worry, he's just a *** anyway

I'm not a ***kin' **** you ***king **** sucker
Your mom's the one letting everyone ***k her
Everyone knows she's a ***kin' ho
Sucks **** on the corner for a little blow

Just because I like to freak each and every night of the week
Don't mean I can't resist temptation
Hell, I don't give a damn about my reputation
****, you know I'm grade A, top joint, speed baby
This is one cl***y ***

I can't believe she'd get off talkin' **** like that
I mean she's one to talk
At least we don't let just anyone stick it in
What a ***king ****, ****