(Trecho). It's Barbie Bitch!. I'm the Barbie. Keep alotta plastic. Little pink stars. Put em on my jacket. Somebody tell her Ima put her in a casket. Register my money for the money gymnastic. Cuz I make it flip now they be lookin all nasty. Colder then a hail I tell her hail that taxi. Bitch won't blow but she can blow my saxi-. -Phone. And I call sex with every home (?). That is where a real bad barbie roam. R-r-r-r-r-roam. Sorry I broke up excuse my cell phone. It must be a AT&T dead zone. My niggas in the club they let the heat roam. Need my rozay I need my patron. Need my henny and imma need my hypno. That's 1 bottle 2 bottle 3 bottle 4