Our company was just starting a deal
when it occurred my boss to hire me, lady STL
Lost of clever candidates demonstrated
broad vision at selection process go-no-go decision
My sixiest gear pushed on decision's taking
- I'm ready to start, heh, money-making
Miss Thang was gonna start introducing my job:
'Another bitch in the house,
why not a nice baby-pop?'
Shut up, shit, I just thought to myself
I'm a lady STL, I'll give you hell
She went on explaining what is our common dream
Sat back introducing our company's team:
'Yo, nice to meet you, Mr. Low Mr. Tea and Toady-boy!'
I knew they're ultimate dorks, despite all that crap
I had to get to my wizzwork

Припев :

One produces that shit
Somebody gotta use it
And I just sit and spit
And we all do that in the company's interest
Mr. Tea throws a fit
Toady-boy steals a bit
And I just sit and spit
And we all do that in the company's interest

Meanwhile I was surprisingly enthused
By the fact that miss Thang was extremely profuse
Talking 'bout flashy cars and trendy restaurants
What she needs, who she wants,
who's another guy to bonk
After that Mr. Low couldn't restrain
from porno web-sites
Waiting for the colleagues leave the office
and to work nights
Toady-boy was not just curious in this
His investigator's talent never left him in peace
Next morning secretary's giggling in the hall
Resealed the whole story with the message to all
We new that Mr. Tea was jealous, Sir Low ever lower
Miss Thang - just delicious, trying to get over
So I concluded that for well-paid positions
One should abandon all the inner inhibitions
Corporate Logic is something like black box,
But finally I've guessed how all this stupid
system works :

Припев

Lips – Nips – Hips – Sips
I make no hints
You gently follow my instructions
Get corruption – I will never interrupt you

Take your pants off, keep your hands off
Shag it, handsome, and don’t be lame, dumb

I give a damn when you fall, spit shit in your soul

I despise you in whole, cuz I know y’all I don’t need your cheesy wit
I just love your nimble meat
Get my fuck and eat my shit
And be first on my sucker list
Got no carrot – you deserve stick
Your so narrow – proud of your big dick
No, I don’t need an extra weight loss
Look, do your business and quickly get lost

Buddy, come on, hold on, turn the music on
It’s getting hot this chilly night,
Inside, beside my mind there’s a naughty tune

Don’t worry you will feel so right

You wonder
What the hell is going on – I need you
Ah, ah, I hate ya
C’mon I’ll shake ya, look, let me embrace ya

And then – disgrace ya

In the place
Fuck all your chicks
Fuck all the whores
Don’t move too slow
Then come to me and fuck me harder
Stop shitting – I don’t wanna be a murder
I’ll wait, I’ll wait, dump me for some loose

I’ll amuse you getting a screw lose
Finding an excuse for your sex abuse

So many ugly bitches –
So easy to choose

I don’t need your cheesy wit
I just love your nimble meat
Get my fuck and eat my shit
And be first on my sucker list

Get plowed thinking of me
Crawl to me, jerk,
Yo, p.w.t.
She’s the same slut as you
And she can’t be me
What? You need me? Boy, there’s no free!

Buddy, come on, hold on, turn the music on…