Red Lipstick

Lyrics

[Intro: Jeffree Star] Red cup R-r-r-red cup Red cup R-r-r-red-r-r-r [Chorus: Jeffree Star] I got my red cup, red bottoms Red lipstick, killin' it, red dot 'em I'm on it, I'm on it, on it I'm on it, tell me who want it, want it [Verse 1: Jeffree Star] I'm only gonna say it once I'm a fuckin' boss Money so fat that they callin' me the Pink Ross Catch me out in L.A., body guards everywhere Spice Girls sneakers, higher than an elevator Push-to-start and let's go to my house Get the bong and let's hit that ounce Beer pong, it's time to blackout Might puke on the chinchilla couch Don't be mad at me, bitch please Make you disappear, Casеy Anthony [Chorus: Jeffree Star] I got my red cup (What?) Red bottoms (Yeah) Rеd lipstick, killin' it, red dot 'em (Wooh) I'm on it (I'm on it), I'm on it, on it I'm on it (I'm on it), tell me who want it, want it [Verse 2: Yelawolf] Yeah, save it bitch Me and Jeffree go back like bacon and grits Had hoes on Warped tour straight shaking they tits And then he made a half B off makeup kits (Let's go) That's uncommon to say the least That's jumpin' out caprice too Comma to comma to comma to kamikaze crazy paid Don't say less, say the least I done jumped the fence On these institution pimps My education's intuition and I'm into different shit Make no apologies, I'm proud to be a slumerican prodigy, a misfit These red bottoms wobblin' up the hall I got 'em Red cup full a whiskey, where my lipstick, boy [Chorus: Jeffree Star] I got my red cup (What?) Red bottoms (Yeah) Red lipstick, killin' it, red dot 'em (Wooh) I'm on it (I'm on it), I'm on it, on it I'm on it (I'm on it), tell me who want it, want it [Verse 3: Jeffree Star] Shoe game? Homicide Whip game? Suicide Bedroom? Occupied Make your head spin like Poltergeist Hammer time, can't touch me Hammer time, can't touch me Stabbin' shit like Chucky, okay, Child's Play Bloody Mary, my paper scary When I hit them all, it's a massacre Got wood in my trunk, and the way that it bump The feds thinkin' I'm a trafficker Slayin' cunts like Buffy, and I do it so lovely (Oh, uh-huh) Champagne, bubbly, okay, blow me (Oh) [Chorus: Jeffree Star] I got my red cup (What?) Red bottoms (Yeah) Red lipstick, killin' it, red dot 'em (Wooh) I'm on it (I'm on it), I'm on it, on it I'm on it (I'm on it), tell me who want it, want it I got my red cup (What?) Red bottoms (Yeah) Red lipstick, killin' it, red dot 'em (Wooh) I'm on it (I'm on it), I'm on it, on it I'm on it (I'm on it), tell me who want it, want it