Ick (Alt Ending)
But we are in a sassy man apocalypse, so you know
The men goin' into they soft girl era
These niggas need to tighten the fuck up
Raw-ass bitch, he might get salmonella
Red bottoms don't fit, I'm a hood Cinderella
Then he pulled up in a Prius, it's a broke-man Tesla
Makin' me sick, mmm-mmm, influenza
I don't mean to judge off a first impression
Or his part-time job at 7-Eleven
But he a broke-ass peasant, askin' twenty-one questions
Smell the Axe on his body, bad bitch repellent
(Ick) And he got bad credit
(Ick) And he got a foot fetish
(Ick) When he swiped his card, it rejected
(Ick) All the real bitches get it
(Ick) DNR, but he tryin' paramedic
(Ick) Mmm-mmm, flat-line, just dead it
(Ick) There ain't no comin' back when you get it
All the real bitches get it
He gave me the-
Ick, ick, ick
Ick-ick-ick, ick, ick (Ew), ick
Ick-ick-ick, ick, ick, ick
Ick-ick-ick, ick, ick (Ew), ick
He gave me the-
Eww
Lady boner gone (Oh no!)
He dry-humpin' me and huffin' like a dog (Hah, hah)
And he whispered in my ear, "Did I get off?" (Nigga, fuck no)
Then he finished, turned over, and called his mom
Can't make this shit up, what the fuck?
Had to sanitize everything that he touched on me
Hit him once and he in love wit' me
Then I gagged when he asked can he nut in me
I ain't havin' your baby, you ugly! (Dickhead)
Hah, one more twist (Uh-huh)
Yeah, your mama a bitch
And he got a lil' dick
Said his daddy gave it to him, it ain't something he can fix (Peewee)
(These niggas need to tighten the fuck up)
He breathe (Bleugh)
He laugh (Bleh)
He hump fast (Disgusting)
Everything he do gimme the-
Ick, ick, ick
Ick-ick-ick, ick, ick (Ew), ick
Ick-ick-ick, ick, ick, ick
Ick-ick-ick, ick, ick (Ew), ick
He gave me the-
Eww
Lady boner gone, g-gone, gone
L-L-Lady boner gone, g-gone, gone
Eww-ah!
Dickhead, I'm fried off that shit
The men goin' into they soft girl era
These niggas need to tighten the fuck up
Raw-ass bitch, he might get salmonella
Red bottoms don't fit, I'm a hood Cinderella
Then he pulled up in a Prius, it's a broke-man Tesla
Makin' me sick, mmm-mmm, influenza
I don't mean to judge off a first impression
Or his part-time job at 7-Eleven
But he a broke-ass peasant, askin' twenty-one questions
Smell the Axe on his body, bad bitch repellent
(Ick) And he got bad credit
(Ick) And he got a foot fetish
(Ick) When he swiped his card, it rejected
(Ick) All the real bitches get it
(Ick) DNR, but he tryin' paramedic
(Ick) Mmm-mmm, flat-line, just dead it
(Ick) There ain't no comin' back when you get it
All the real bitches get it
He gave me the-
Ick, ick, ick
Ick-ick-ick, ick, ick (Ew), ick
Ick-ick-ick, ick, ick, ick
Ick-ick-ick, ick, ick (Ew), ick
He gave me the-
Eww
Lady boner gone (Oh no!)
He dry-humpin' me and huffin' like a dog (Hah, hah)
And he whispered in my ear, "Did I get off?" (Nigga, fuck no)
Then he finished, turned over, and called his mom
Can't make this shit up, what the fuck?
Had to sanitize everything that he touched on me
Hit him once and he in love wit' me
Then I gagged when he asked can he nut in me
I ain't havin' your baby, you ugly! (Dickhead)
Hah, one more twist (Uh-huh)
Yeah, your mama a bitch
And he got a lil' dick
Said his daddy gave it to him, it ain't something he can fix (Peewee)
(These niggas need to tighten the fuck up)
He breathe (Bleugh)
He laugh (Bleh)
He hump fast (Disgusting)
Everything he do gimme the-
Ick, ick, ick
Ick-ick-ick, ick, ick (Ew), ick
Ick-ick-ick, ick, ick, ick
Ick-ick-ick, ick, ick (Ew), ick
He gave me the-
Eww
Lady boner gone, g-gone, gone
L-L-Lady boner gone, g-gone, gone
Eww-ah!
Dickhead, I'm fried off that shit
Credits
Writer(s): Felicia Ferraro, Julien Lopes, Sarah Alison Solovay, Kyle Buckley, Olivia Knight, Amelia Moore, Layia Watkins
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