Butter Tits

You ain’t no average space ho
To me
Believe. *yeah*
You ain’t no half act
Margarine
I mean. *yeah*
Let’s get together
And make cream
Acheive. *yeah*
Some shit that’chu could only conceive
In a dream
YEAH-YEAH-YEAH-YEAAH
When I wake up it’s
Still the same
I’m not ashamed
Your butter got me losin' my mind
So, give me brain
YEAH-YEAH-YEAH-YEAAH
You know you got those butter tits
I don’t want no other shit
Beam upon my mothership
Let me see your muffin drip
Baay-beh
YEAH-YEAH-YEAH-YEAAH
You know how I feeel
I wanna eat’chu with every meal
For reaaal
Baaay-beh
YEAH-YEAH-YEAH-YEAAH
Where do I start?
I’d rather have a heart attack
Than go back
To that Lurpak baay-beh
You got me goin' craay-ze
Outta ma mind
Every day and night
Every single day of the week
Butter on ma sheets
Baay-beh
Buutter on ma-*
YEAH-YEAH-YEAH-YEAAH
YEAH-YEAH-YEAH-YEAAH
YEAH-YEAH-YEAH-YEAAH