Princess Ayesha Erotica (Ft. Petey Plastic)

[Intro: Ayesha Erotica]
What?
Pri-pri-pri-pri-pri-princess

[Verse 1: Ayesha Erotica]
Ayesha come through in the Dior miniskirt
No bra, no panties, no time to flirt
See, I'm busy collecting gifts from my daddy in Connecticut (What?)
Checking stores, there ain’t a thread that I couldn't get
Rhinestone top, tits peeking out
The party ain't hot ’til the cheeks is out
Can't go another round, boy, squeeze it out
And I ain't do a damn thing 'til the cheese is out, no doubt

[Pre-Chorus: Ayesha Erotica]
He said I look like a Bratz doll
Flat chest and the ass small
I told him I ain't into romance
All my homegirls call me Lohan (What?)

[Chorus: Ayesha Erotica]
He-he-hell yeah, I'm the motherfuckin' princess
Hell yeah, I'm the motherfuckin’ princess (What?)
Hell yeah, I’m the motherfuckin' princess
Hell yeah, I’m the motherfuckin' princess
Hell yeah, I'm the motherfuckin' princess
Hell yeah, I’m the motherfuckin' princess (What?)
Hell yeah, I'm the motherfuckin' princess
Hell yeah, I'm the motherfuckin' princess