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