[Intro: Katabelle]

Hey baby

I'm so frustrated right now

Frowny face emoji

You know that cute little thong I bought from Victoria’s Secret?

Well, it barely fits

It's just so tight around my thick juicy body, specifically around my butt and vagina

Mmmm - wanna help me, you know, take it off?

God, I'm so sweaty and blah blah blah whatever

Smirking face emoji

[Verse 1]

God damn

Some people don’t understand

You don't gotta text walls of paragraphs, just peaches and eggplants

A picture's worth a thousand words

Just like emojis

A salivating face and an eggplant means they prolly gonna blow me

Eggplants are pee pees

Leaky penis got me formulating harebrained schemes for peaches

And peach emojis are booties, if you're outta the loop

Meaning peaches are now hands down, my favorite fruit

In a perfect world

I'd wake up, have a cup of joe

With a perfect girl

Smearing booty on my morning toast

And I know, it sounds gross

But is it though?

It's just bread, but instead of butter and jam, it's bootyhole

But nah, I'm just an advocate for ass

And I’m packing enough eggplant

To share with the whole class

You, have no dignity

That’s fair

Ay can I borrow some cab fare?

No

Alright

[Hook]

Rollin' to your crib in my Shoebarus

Little bit woozy from consuming booze

But I got your text, saying BTD

With an eggplant, a peach, and little water drops

So I’m assuming you're wet

I'm gonna bathe in the juices that your body produces

And abuse that fruit, until it's covered, with bruises

’Cause beating my dick

Sorta bores me, to pieces

I'll meet you at the crib

'Cause I'm horny, for peaches

[Verse 2]

I'm practically magical, cause I eat the booty

And

Tack on vaginal, while I'm squeezing your boobies

It's all inclusive

Bang for the buck

Buck for some change

I'll eat a pussy like it's muck-bong, or mook-bang

Whatever the fuck bang

Them gross videos on YouTube

Featuring people sloppily eating unreasonably huge portions of food

But you do you, and I'll do me

But send me a peach, with BTD

And just to clarify

BTD, means to Bring That Dick

It's a blunt and concise request, disguised with text

It means they're horny and restless, for consensual sex

And to get molested, legs spread, with a fetish for Tetris (What?)

Cause they been saving a slot for a bar piece

Dropping the other blocks off to the side for the time being (Oh!)

So grab your car keys, or drive your shoes

'Cause there's a fuck-ton of penis on Earth

But they chose you

[Hook]

Rollin' to your crib in my Shoebarus

Little bit woozy from consuming booze

But I got your text, saying BTD

With an eggplant, a peach, and little water drops

So I'm assuming you're wet

I'm gonna bathe in the juices that your body produces

And abuse that fruit, until it's covered, with bruises

'Cause beating my dick

Sorta bores me, to pieces

I'll meet you at the crib

'Cause I'm horny, for peaches

[Verse 3]

And yeah Victoria told me your secret (Huh?)

You got a new thong, and you want me to peep it (That's right...)

But on the real, I could take it or leave it (What?)

I can barely see it

'Cause your booty cheeks are trying to eat it

I hope you kept the receipt, for your frivolous purchase

Better check your bootleg Tory Burch purse

And if it turns up

Burn it

I'm fairly certain, Customer Service ain't gonna let you return it

Pause

Before I forget, I meant to ask you

Are you a fan of Kirby?

'Cause my mouth is a vacuum

And your booty's looking dirty

Nah, I'm just a fan of gettin' butt in my face

And the aftertaste of ass that lasts for days

And regardless of the ass, imma fill it

Like I'm dumping my eggs up in a cast iron skillet

Booty is booty

I'll fuck a chick, a dude, a trans chick (Yep)

I purposely go fishing for catfish

[Hook]

Rollin' to your crib in my Shoebarus

Little bit woozy from consuming booze

But I got your text, saying BTD

With an eggplant, a peach, and little water drops

So I'm assuming you're wet

I'm gonna bathe in the juices that your body produces

And abuse that fruit, until it's covered, with bruises

'Cause beating my dick

Sorta bores me, to pieces

Shit, rain check

'Cause my brain is plagued and feelin'

[Verse 4]

Weighed down with hazy and vague thoughts

So I'm headed to the bathroom, to wash my face off

Towel down as I look in the mirror and lock eyes with a guy, that I don't even recognize

And why is he smiling

Like a child who's hiding a dark secret

And he's excited to leak it

It's pretty frequent treatment from a dude I'm just assuming is Lucifer disguised

Because he feeds on weakness

The angel of light is right

Cause he's deceiving, like a beacon, misleading people into the darkness

The original G for incarnates

He'll look you in the eyes and smile, while he defiles your carcass

And I know you're thinking

What about the heavenly Father?

But he never listens

So I never bother (suck a dick God)

And all I want is recognition for enduring this wretched existence

Recurring misery, killing my religion

And God watches it all, and chuckles under his breath

He could give a fuck less

Well that's a two-player game, and I'm up next

It's my turn, to turn my back and walk

See you can have that shit

'Cause I've locked down a spot below, with a solid plot to claim the throne

And reign as king, preaching to sycophants

Scrolling my phone, and seeing peaches and eggplants

Limitless grocery produce at my command

[Bridge]

All up in your butt

All up in your butt

All up in your booty (Aw, damn!)

All up in your booty

All up in your butt (That shit is slappin' like child abuse baby!)

In your booty

Up in your butt

All up in your butt

All up in your booty (I said, whassup up girl?)

All up in your booty

All up in your butt

It's lotsa stuff, involving your butt

It's lotsa stuff, involving your butt, girl

It's lotsa stuff, involving your butt

When you gonna let me do butt stuff girl? (Hay, hay, hay, hay)

[Hook]

Rollin' to your crib in my Shoebarus

Little bit woozy from consuming booze

But I got your text, saying BTD

With an eggplant, a peach, and little water drops

So I'm assuming you're wet

I'm gonna bathe in the juices that your body produces

And abuse that fruit, until it's covered, with bruises

'Cause beating my dick

Sorta bores me, to pieces

I'll meet you at the crib

'Cause I'm horny, for peaches

[Outro: Katabelle]

L O L tee hee