Go Insane! lyrics

[Intro: Street Queer]
Street Queer
Ayesha Erotica
This is a Crystal c*nt production

[Verse 1: Street Queer]
Yo! Throw them shots back b*tches, time to lose control
Make that ass clap, throw it back like a hoe
Baby girl, why you lookin’ lost for?
This is how you do it when you party with a rockstar
Let’s go insane b*tch
I’m gettin’ sick of this same sh*t
I need some di*k and some anus
Now you are speakin’ my language
There ain’t no tryin’ to tame this
I am just trying to drain this
Do you know what's on my brain b*tch?
What would you do to be famous?
Damn, everybody’s lookin’ at you
Look what some pus*y could do
Just keep that ass in rotation
Don’t stop until you makin’ it
The deed isn't done until everyone’s naked
Ladies pull your tits out, rub your f*ckin’ clits out
Brothers make some noise if you f*ck with other boys
[Bridge: Street Queer]
Alright motherf*ckers
You have three seconds to catch your breath
Three, two, one! Ayesha...
Let's go!

[Verse 2: Ayesha Erotica]
I’ve been suckin' di*k since 2008
Make him slide inside my crevice while you kiss on my face
I got Jesus on my hummer while he’s feelin' my tits
All these fashion motherf*ckers really feelin’ my fits
So freaky, never squeaky, hair matted from a rough f*ck
I'm the kind of b*tch that wants to bang like a dump trunk
I just wanna bounce like a ride out in Long Beach
Get butt-f*cked from the side of the concrete
I don't like rich people, no, I like c*ck
Sparked out smokin' on these hard white rocks

[Chorus: Street Queer]
Go insane, go insane
Throw this spit inside your brain
What would you do for some fame?
What would you do for some fame?

[Outro: Street Queer]
Would you pop a little coochie? (Pop a little coochie?)
Sacrifice your morals just to rest on all your laurels?
Would you disappoint your mama, start a little drama?
f*ck all of these b*tches, chase the riches, get the karma
Ha, ha, ha!
It’s PLASTIK b*tch!