Bitches just wanna just talk like,
Nah, they ain't prepared
Pull up to the concert in costume
Nah, now y'all bitches scared
I made this song due to a dare, cream in yo bitch butthole like nair
(Phew)
Bitches got the wear and tear
Yuh, walk into the pizzeria (nah)
Flatten yo ass, turn you into street pizza (woo)
Yuh, walk into the pizzeria (nah)
Flatten yo ass, turn you into street pizza (woo)
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah nah nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah nah nah
Knead yo bitch like dough
Bend her in shapes that she has never been bent in before, yo
Yuh, walk into the pizzeria
Flatten yo ass, turn you into street pizza (woo)
New York street pizza