Lyrics
I'm Nikki Sixx with the bass, bitch
Join the cult and be my lover for the day, bitch
Shawty cold but she don't know how to take dick
Wipe ya nose you got powder on ya face, bitch
Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
They get to hating more
When you making more (yeah, yeah)
And me I'm 'bout a check
Like I'm just making sure (yeah, yeah, yeah)
If the drugs don't work
Then I'm taking more (yeah, yeah)
If my girl ever leave me
Then I'm taking yours (yeah)
I think I got 'em talking
Neck froze like I paused it
All they bitches choosing me
Like I'm the only option
Pull her hair while she bop me
You'd think I'm playing Bop It
Can't keep her off me
I fuck her, that pussy in a coffin
I'm a motherfucking bandit
I'll steal his bitch
And I get caught like a damn mitt
Never give a fuck or a damn shit, yeah
Coke rocking with my band
In front my fans, bitch
You know I been the man with the
Bass, bitch
Join the cult and be my lover for the day, bitch
Shawty cold but she don't know how to take dick
Wipe ya nose you got powder on ya face, bitch
Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
They get to hating more
When you making more (yeah, yeah)
And me I'm 'bout a check
Like I'm just making sure (yeah, yeah, yeah)
If the drugs don't work
Then I'm taking more (yeah, yeah)
If my girl ever leave me
Then I'm taking yours (yeah)
I'ma go stove, heat up the pot
And then have me a smoke
Talking 'bout gasoline
Casually bringing a bitch around me
Is only gone get me some head
And you mad at me
Swear I'm too radical
Whatever they asking me
I keep it factual
She throw it back like a lateral
I smoke that pack, pop a Adderall, Adderall
ADD got me on slow
Which got me on coke
Who got me? Who know?
Who rocking the show?
Who stopping the show?
Who shop at the store?
Who cannot afford
A Honda Accord?
Who driving a Porsche?
Who writing yo' choruses?
Who racing with horses?
As you can see I'm important
I'm Nikki Sixx with the bass, bitch (yeah)
Join the cult and be my lover for the day, bitch
Shawty cold but she don't know how to take dick
Wipe ya nose you got powder on ya face, bitch
Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
They get to hating more
When you making more (yeah, yeah)
And me I'm 'bout a check
Like I'm just making sure (yeah, yeah, yeah)
If the drugs don't work
Then I'm taking more (yeah, yeah)
If my girl ever leave me
Then I'm taking yours (yeah)
WRITERS
Eric Williams
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Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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Theme
Sexual
