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Ayesha Erotica - Lice Lyrics

Lice Lyrics[Intro: Rebecca More & Sophie Anderson]
Come here, come on then, trust in us! You're a worm
Fuck off, you piece of shit! That's it, fuck off!
Did you think we were gonna let you come anywhere near us, you stupid piece of fucking... You fucker!
And you thought, you thought you were gonna get a beating, fuck off! Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Kyunchi]
Take you to a party in my Maserati
They better have champagne, 'cause I will never drink Bacardi
Attention makes me horny, and I feel just like a star
Got a gram in my Louis, so let’s do it in the car

[Pre-Chorus: Kyunchi]
Fuck me hard and fast like Bugatti, you’re such a hottie
You can put your hands on my body, body
Kyunchix3 if you’re naughty
I’m a queen bee, shut up, bitch, and follow me

[Chorus: Kyunchi]
You can kiss my feet, 'cause you’ll never touch the crown
Upper East Side goddess that doesn’t fuck around
Swipe my card and make you hard
Looking so good as you fall apart
(Fall apart, fall apart, fall apart)
(Fall apart, fall apart, fall apart)

[Verse 2: Chase Icon]
Chase Icon
Chase-iconic, supersonic
Bleachy blonde, they see me flaunt it
Poppin' bitches wanna be me
Icon in the blue bikini
Eyebrows thin as a razor blade
Big bank, prestigious accolades
Pussy tight, grip never fade
I’m storming on your pride parade

[Pre-Chorus: Chase Icon]
Dominatrix, but I’m baby
Bossy bitch, but busy lady
Break your teeth, better get the dentist
Make jaws drop when I’m out in Venice
Frozen, frigid, cold as ice
Bum bitches in my hair like lice
Pay pigs are my only type
So Venmo Chase if you wanna pipe

[Chorus: Kyunchi]
You can kiss my feet, 'cause you’ll never touch the crown
Upper East Side goddess that doesn’t fuck around
Swipe my card and make you hard
Looking so good as you fall apart

[Post-Chorus: Kyunchi]
Don’t be mad at me
It’s just jealousy

[Bridge: Kyunchi, Rebecca More & Sophie Anderson]
(Don’t be mad at me)
Come here, come on then, trust in us
Fuck off you piece of shit! That's it, fuck off!
(Don’t be mad at me)
As if we were gonna let you come anywhere near us, you stupid fucker!
And you thought you were gonna get a beating, fuck off!

[Chorus: Kyunchi]
You can kiss my feet, 'cause you’ll never touch the crown
Upper East Side goddess that doesn’t fuck around
Swipe my card and make you hard
Looking so good as you fall apart

[Post-Chorus: Kyunchi]
Don’t be mad at me
It’s just jealousy