[Verse 1: Ayesha Erotica]
Two small titties and a baseball bat
I'm tryna find out where the bitch stays at
One wrong word could get your face smacked
Shit, one wrong whip could get your face cracked

Bitch, 745 with the pink interior
I see a sex doll when I look in the mirror
Turn this shit up high so you can hear me
From the 562, yeah, bitch, I'm firmé

Ayesha Nicole Smith, hi
Gimme 20 grand to slide up inside
Instead of Jesus, I worship Trina
Instead of liquor, I drink some cleaner

Yeah, my daddy's real proud of his little bitch
And when my boyfriend cums, it ain't no little drips
I ain't illiterate, bitch, no, I'm a little rich
So comе and run me my check, you fucking little shits

[Verse 2: Ayesha Erotica, The Cataracs]
(808) I got a thin waist, modеl legs
Lookin' pussy in the face
Downtown, need a date?
Your girlfriend can participate
Ooh, yeah, do that there!
Boy, grab these tits and pull that hair
Get hard on the spot when I do that stare...
So I do that stare

[Verse 3: Ayesha Erotica]
Uh! I mix it up!
Catch me in the clubs I be mixin' up
Short skirt, no panties when I kick shit up
If you got a shirt on I'll rip it off

I fuck the bed up, break the frame
Boys do anything just because of my name
If he all up in my money I ain't having that
'Cause I beat that boy with a bat, smack!

Damn, sorry I blew you off
I was doing lunch with Microsoft
I'm sucking off a C.E.O
If he's not a millionaire, then I've got to go

I've got the blow, come snort it, Becky!
My pussy tastes like mom's spaghetti
I do it for the girls, and I do it for the ladies!
Now come and fuck me, baby!