I see you staring at me, just like I'm staring at you I wanna go for a ride, up on your ass and your boobs I want my cock up inside, on your Fallopian tubes Baby I don't need to know your name
You see the look in my eyes, you know that I wanna feez I want you backin' up West, I'll stick my tongue to the East I cross the fingers and pray, that you're not covered in yeast Don't be stupid, girl you know the game
Do you wanna do me? Tie me up and screw me Beat me, black and blue me I know you wanna do it, so let's get down to it
Oh, gonna get down to it, yeah
Let's get to business baby, let's go back to my place I'll f*ck your skull and put the pictures up on MySpace Then you can Twitter to your friends 'bout how my balls taste God I love the information age
And then when we're done f*ckin' I'll go on your Facebook And I'll find out you caught chlamydia from Dane Cook Well that explains just why your p*ssy didn't taste good God I hate the information age
Come on, baby!
Do you wanna do me? Tie me up and screw me Beat me, black and blue me I know you wanna do it, so let's get down to it
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Do you wanna do me? Tie me up and screw me Beat me, black and blue me I know you wanna do it, so let's get down to it
Let's get down to it, yeah! I know you wanna do it, so let's get down to it