Are we gonna have a problem?
You got a bone to pick?
You’ve come so far,
Why now are you pulling on my dick?
I’d normally slap your face off,
And everyone here could watch.
But I’m feeling nice.
Here’s some advice.
Listen up, biotch!
I like!
Lookin’ hot
Buying stuff they cannot
I like!
Drinkin’ hard
Maxin’ Dad’s credit card
I like!
Skippin’ gym
Scaring her
Screwing him
I like!
Killer clothes
Kickin’ nerds in the nose!
If you lack the balls
You can go play dolls
Let your mommy fix you a snack
Woah!
Or you could come smoke
Pound some rum and coke
In my Porsha with the quarterback
Woah! Woah! Woah!
Honey, whatchu waitin’ for?
Welcome to my candy store
It’s time for you to prove
You’re not a loser anymore
Then step into my candy store
Guys fall
At your feet
Pay the check
Help you cheat
All you
Have to do
Say goodbye to Shamoo
That freak’s
Not your friend
I can tell in the end
If she
Had your shot
She would leave you to rot
‘Course if you don’t care
Fine! Go braid her hair
Maybe Sesame Street is on
Woah!
Or forget the creep
And get in my jeep
Let’s go tear up someone’s lawn
Woah! Woah! Woah!
Honey, whatchu waitin’ for?
Welcome to my candy store
You just gotta prove
You’re not a pussy anymore
Then step into my candy store
You can join the team
Or you can bitch and moan
You can live the dream
Or you can die alone
You can fly with eagles
Or if you prefer
Keep on testing me
And end up like her!
Veronica, look!
Ram invited me to his homecoming party.
This proves he’s been thinking about me.
Color me stoked.
I’m so happy!
Woah!
Honey, whachu waiting fo— SHUT UP, HEATHER!
Step into my candy store!
Oooh woah! Woah oh oh!
Time for you to prove
You’re not a lame ass anymore
Then step into my candy store
It’s my candy store
It’s my candy
It’s my candy store
It’s my candy
It’s my candy store
