I'm thick, rich, and golden Delicious and chosen
So juicy, like Fuji It's fresh, not frozen
I see the water in your eyes Sweet onion-tested pie, baby
My waist and these thighs can make a grown man cry
I answer to praises So high, I'm not playin'
Come ring my bell, wanna ring my bell You wanna ring my bell, wanna ring my bell
Money can't make this Nip-top bitch, you fake hand
Come ring my bell, wanna ring my bell You wanna ring my bell, wanna ring my bell
Vanity Fair Dead or fair, the stereo
Vanity Fair Dead or fair, the stereo
Come and get it, come on, come on, come on, get it
Come on, baby, can you get a handle on it?
Vanity Fair You dead or stay at the stereo
Come and get it, come on, come on, come on, get it
Come on, baby, can you get a handle on it?
Ice tea, low cocoa
Vanity Fair
Bounce, bounce like a yo-yo
Brick houses, drop trousers
Come worship at my dojo
Figure eight's so tasty
Pound cake'll make you crazy
It's a real life, no, it's real life
Tight pants on Peggy Bundy
I answer to praises
So high, I'm not playin'
Come ring my bell, wanna ring my bell You wanna ring my bell, wanna ring my bell
Money can't make this Nip-top bitch, you fake hand
Come ring my bell, wanna ring my bell You wanna ring my bell, wanna ring my bell
Vanity Fair Dead or fair, the stereo
Come and get it, come on, come on, come on, get it
Come on, baby, can you get a handle on it?
Vanity Fair You dead or stay at the stereo
Come and get it, come on, come on, come on, get it
Come on, baby, can you get a handle on it?
Oh, I am booty quand
Takin' over with my booney clowns
Baby, I'm no bonafideness
No other likeness
Oh, I am Cleopatra
What I got, you can't manufacture
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Vanity Fair Dead or fair, the stereo
Vanity Fair Dead or fair, the stereo
Come and get it, come on, come on, come on, get it
Come on, baby, can you get a handle on it?
Vanity Fair
You dare to stare at the stereo
Come and get it, come on, come on, come on, get it
Come on, baby, can you get a handle on it?
Vanity Fair
You dare to stare at the stereo