#RedCup

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Jeffree Star - Pop, Electronic

#RedCup

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[Chorus] 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] You gotta love me up and lick me down That's what I tell 'em When you see me, it's a murder scene Yes, I'm a felon I'm on that sauce, I'm talkin' dirty Put my money where my mouth at Y-y-y-yeah, you know I'm 'bout it, bitch Always r-r-running shit Walking like a model and runway all day Come and get a plate (Ch-ch-ch-cherry out) Bite this cookie over here (G-g-g-girl scout) [Chorus] 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 mе who want it, want it 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] 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, Casey Anthony [Chorus] 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 [Verse 3] Shoe game? Homicide Whip game? Suicide Bedroom? Occupied Make your head spin like Poltergeist Hammer time, can't touch me (Oh) Ha-hammer time, can't touch me (Oh) Stabbin' shit like Chucky, okay, Child's Play (Oh) 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] 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 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 [Outro] Popsicle music, mmm

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Credits

Writers
  • Jeffree Star
  • Esjay Jones
  • Kevin Gruft
  • Samantha Maloney