I’ma be your Bratz Doll, you can undress me
Got so many looks that the biters don’t stress me
Like Jay-Z, I’m on to the next one
Wanna be Brooke Candy ‘cause I am the best one
Yeah, with a pussy you would die for
Pullin’ out the black card, a pussy you would buy for
Hoppin’ on a private jet, a pussy you would fly for
Need to grab a Kleenex, a pussy you would cry for
Uh, it’s that Candy pussy
Wanna hit this? Better man up, pussy
Brooke Candy, prescription girl
Ice cream pussy, wanna lick the swirl?
A hundred thousand dudes be crawling at my feet
My pussy on fire, they wanna feel the heat
Treat ‘em like shit, you a piece of meat, boy
You better have rhythm ‘cause we fuckin’ to the beat
Yeah, we fuckin’ to the beat
Yeah, we fuckin’ to the beat, uh
You better have rhythm ‘cause we fuckin’ to the beat