Lezbehonest lyrics

[Intro]
"Oh sh*t, you look cute as hell. Now you move over here and let me start massaging that fine ass of yours."
"Ah, that feels wonderf- ah"
"What the f*ck's up with these b*tches? I got di*k for days, and these hoes wanna keep their face buried in some pus*y!? b*tch, you ain't even gay."

[Verse 1]
She got a Katy Perry ringtone, plays it like her theme song
Kissed a girl and liked it, now she's swearin' off the ding dong
Back and forth like ping pong, she really strictly di*ky
Then Madonna screwin' Britney, now the b*tch is strictly licky
Suck a di*k or suck a titty, she don't really give a f*cky ducky
Rainbow or her Prius mean she always gettin' lucky
Had her first fish platter on her girlfriend's futon
Hidden Valley, tossin' salad, lickin' on the crouton
No shame in this fake b*tch game
Swervin' in and out of traffic, never stayin' in her own lane
She want her piece of cake and yeah she wanna eat it too
Pay her some attention and the b*tch will go down eatin' you

[Chorus]
Drop the act and lezbehonest
No more trips for you down south
Ding-a-ling, you know you want it
Take the pus*y out yo mouth
You love the peter! b*tch, don't lie
You love the c*ck! Don't even try
No more cooter! No more coochie!
Vajayjay, time to say good bye
[Verse 2]
Girls gone wild, spring break, college road trip
In some wet t-shirts, wrestlin' in cool whip
Flash a nipple, slap a pus*y for attention
Just turned eighteen, now she on a f*ckin' mission
Got a make her daddy listen, maybe show a little anger
Four shots of jagermister, tongue kiss a perfect stranger
Three full fingers deep in some bleach blonde bimbo
A double headed dildo beatin' like it's Kimbo
Put in on her YouTube, the pictures on her Myspace
Just so I can peep it, wish the b*tch would sit on my face
Two straight broads tongue kissin' by the swimmin' pool
Fake dyke b*tches eatin' coochie 'cause it's cool

[Chorus]
Drop the act and lezbehonest
No more trips for you down south
Ding-a-ling, you know you want it
Take the pus*y out yo mouth

[Bridge]
b*tch, you know you want it, don't say that you don't want it
b*tch, you know you want it, don't say that you don't want it
b*tch, you know you want it, don't say that you don't want it
b*tch you know you want it, b*tch, you know you want it
You went from blowin' beater, now you're lickin' on the cooter
One day she was a friend and the next she went to screw her
Now I'm massed out with no luck, can't even get my di*k sucked
j*rkin' off in the corner watchin' her and you f*ck
[Verse 3]
Don't get your panties twisted, sh*t, I love them freaky b*tches
Daisy chains and runnin' trains, girl on girl and pus*y fistin'
All I'm rally tryin' to say, girl just don't claim your ass is gay
I laid the pipe the other day and f*cked your girlfriend yesterday
Tell the truth, don't even trip, you know you like to wrap them lips
'Round the peter lick the tip 'cause little girls don't come equipped
b*tch please, you ain't right, what you really tryin' to prove
Carpet muncher donkey puncher 'cause you claim you so confused
Yeah it puts my di*k on hard to see you sixty-ninin' neden
But two brides up on your cake won't be the case up at your weddin'
Put in perspective, cut the act, you ain't no thesbian
Just a chick who love the di*k but perpetrate a lesbian

[Chorus]
Drop the act and lezbehonest
No more trips for you down south
Ding-a-ling, you know you want it
Take the pus*y out yo mouth
You love the peter! b*tch, don't lie
You love the c*ck! Don't even try
No more cooter! No more coochie!
Vajayjay, time to say good bye

[Outro: Sampled]
"After all, we're just two lonely b*tches on the loose for the weekend. Yeah, I bet your little ass is on fire. You'll be a new woman when I'm finished working on you"