They see me rollin'
In my pink Bug
Patrollin'
And tryin' to catch me ridin' girly
Tryin' to catch me ridin' girly
Tryin' to catch me ridin' girly
Tryin' to catch me ridin' girly
Tryin' to catch me ridin' girly
My makeup's sold out
From Paris Hilton
They hopin' that they gon' catch me ridin' girly
Tryin' to catch me ridin' girly
Tryin' to catch me ridin' girly
Tryin' to catch me ridin' girly
Tryin' to catch me ridin' girly

The boys think they can see me lean
I'm small so it ain't easy to be seen
They see me ride by, they can see the glean
And the shine from my tan and Teen magazine
Ride with a new chick, she like "Hold up,
They hot as a Playstation controlla!"
I remind her them boys crappola
Hit on us, they'll be in a coma
Girl, you ain't know, I'm gnarly like Gnarls Barkley
Just havin' fun parkin', ain't tryin' to get no babes
Ride clean most times like a royal lady
Boys on patrol; I make 'em hate me
Makeup piled all the way on and to the maximum
I can speak for girls tryin' to look like their mum
But we packin' somethin' that we have
And, um, will have boys locked up in the maximum
Locked up on me, that is. I'm not yet broke.
Makeup loud and the wavin' slow
Smile at them, say, "I gotta go."
I speed away and I'm sittin' low
Windows down, gotta stop pollution
Lipstick change; girls like, "What kind ya usin'?"
This the fashion show when we out and cruisin'
Got my line in every city but Houston
And I'm never losin'

They see me rollin'
In my pink Bug
Patrollin'
And tryin' to catch me ridin' girly
Tryin' to catch me ridin' girly
Tryin' to catch me ridin' girly
Tryin' to catch me ridin' girly
Tryin' to catch me ridin' girly
My makeup's sold out
From Paris Hilton
They hopin' that they gon' catch me ridin' girly
Tryin' to catch me ridin' girly
Tryin' to catch me ridin' girly
Tryin' to catch me ridin' girly
Tryin' to catch me ridin' girly

I been drinkin' Sprite, smoke a bubble pipe
'Cause I really can't focus
I don't wanna get home but the curfew's wrote
This little Volkswagon
Laggin'
All up in the drag, man.
Girl been sippin' on that aluminum
And the pop again
We stop again
We in to win
Doin' thirty-five while I blow more bubbles
I don't wanna get in trouble
We livin' like we seen a comet in the Hubble
I got my sunglasses in my right hand
Cell phone in the left, dropping my calls
Past another tree, green leaves and all
Almost halfway back, me in my element
I gotta get to the backstreets
Wanted home by my parents
I got this feat
Achoo
Excuse you
We creep-creep. Pop-pop
Hope guys don't see me
On a low key
With no regard for datin'
We dodge 'em like you know we hatin'
But I won't get caught up
In love
With boys for none of y'all
Keep a phone in car
And a pass to park
But well if you want
Girl, it's gettin' dark
Ready or not, the wind in our hair
Like Gnarls Barkley and Fred Astaire

They see me rollin'
In my pink Bug
Patrollin'
And tryin' to catch me ridin' girly
Tryin' to catch me ridin' girly
Tryin' to catch me ridin' girly
Tryin' to catch me ridin' girly
Tryin' to catch me ridin' girly
My makeup's sold out
From Paris Hilton
They hopin' that they gon' catch me ridin' girly
Tryin' to catch me ridin' girly
Tryin' to catch me ridin' girly
Tryin' to catch me ridin' girly
Tryin' to catch me ridin' girly

Do what you thinkin' so
I tried to let you go
Turn on my turnin' light
And make me drive real slow
And they happy for sure
'Cuz they think they know
That they catchin' me with plenty of the love to go
So they get next to me
Tryin' to check me out
Look in my window and they smilin'
Thinkin' they'll catch me bein' sweet; keep tryin'
All them denyin' its me they're profilin'
Bad boys, you can check me out
Pull next to me, try to work it out
Glove compartment, pull my number out
Say, " You want it, boys?" then throw it out
And bein' the flirt that I am, I talk to them
Givin' a care 'bout feelin' my attitude
When they realize I'm just ridin' girly
Bet you'll be leavin' in an even badder mood
I'ma laugh at you
And then I have to cruise
You're a number two
On Mickey D's menu
You can't date me plus you can't boo-hoo
This a message to the bad boys; "We hate you."
I can't be touched and tell 'em that they shoulda known
Tippin' down; I'm sittin' pretty by my home
Bookin' my phone; findin' a girl that's in my zone
Like they couldn't stop me I'm about to pull your funny bone
And it's on.

They see me rollin'
In my pink Bug
Patrollin'
And tryin' to catch me ridin' girly
Tryin' to catch me ridin' girly
Tryin' to catch me ridin' girly
Tryin' to catch me ridin' girly
Tryin' to catch me ridin' girly
My makeup's sold out
From Paris Hilton
They hopin' that they gon' catch me ridin' girly
Tryin' to catch me ridin' girly
Tryin' to catch me ridin' girly
Tryin' to catch me ridin' girly
Tryin' to catch me ridin' girly