Cucci Galore

[Chorus 1] Don’t you want to go down? Come on, come on, come on [Chorus 2] My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore[x2] [Verse 1] Everybody naked in the hot tub Everybody want a baby oil back rub Drinking Champagne from your belly button Licking it up like wine Everybody want to make it with a playmate Everybody want to drive through the front gate In a jet black Lamborghini Leopard print fur lined [Chorus 2] [Chorus 1] [Chorus 2] [Verse 2] Everybody wearing edible bikinis Everybody want a chocolate martini Naomi Campbell on a polar bear rug Afternoon delight Hanging out with Hef down in the grotto Heartbreaker farm fresh from Ohio Prove it to me you’re a natural blonde Caught a bunny in a lie [Chorus 2] [Chorus 1] [Verse 3] What the fuck d’you say? Bitch, go get your clothes Hell no, you can’t sleep here Huh, me? They call me Bobby, Bobby Shazam[x3] Bitch, my name is Bobby Shazam Pamela’s here hanging with a douchebag I’m sipping on a full fifth of Red Stag Short stories and a couple of vials Detroit city style!! [Chorus 1] [Chorus 2]