Oh you know you like that sound
5 b*tches sitting next to the rug
Paper flying on that carpet
And they needed some love
I reached over grab one shoulder
And said yes would you go?
She said maybe baby
Later maybe after my show
She said she wanted to get inside
Of the multi vehicle
But it was moving so fast
I had to stop, but you see
At the corner of the place, the place

I walked in and I turned up my face
I said, oh I am the b*tch on the side
I am the b*tch on the side
I am the b*tch on the side
I am the b*tch!
Oh, here I go, here I go, here I go again
I am always finding the time when
I feel I need to please,please you
But why do I even give a f*ck, a f*ck about
How the world trails off, off