Hey, yo! (Oh, oh, oh, oh) You know I make you party real hard like 50 Cent, up in the club Though I don't smoke dope, never been one to toke Gotta stay up above high, I'm the Pope John Paul Wear a hat that's much too tall for me Patty-cake patty-cake, give a dog a bone, for all y'all people to see Ethnicity's Caucasian, white chick rap amazin' Them trails I'm blazin', but I'm not from Portland, I was born and raised in In the big IL, hey now, what you think I feel? What you think I'm all about? Suburbanite, hella tight, dynamite, ka-plow (Plow) Wet your pants when I walk on by, shit a brick 'cause I'm so fly Your defecation's making a statement concerning the greatness that I Bring to the table, you may be [?] but I'm able to make an impression Keep guessin', suggestin' that I will learn my lesson Never to mess with what's not mine, but I must reply that it's my time to shine Spotlight on me finally, don't lose sight of me Didn't come to fuck, didn't come to play All thunderstruck when you see my face But don't be shocked when I hit the top 'Cause I can't stop, won't stop, never stop, so raw Welcome to a day in the life of me Relaxing to the max-ing, the suburban rap queen I am from Wilmette, IL, I'm gonna raise hell So shake that Cinnabon 'til it's about to melt No regrets, what I'm up against, on a white picket fence on a [?] street [?] my beats, where I complete the feat of exceeding your expectations Temptations to dismiss me, 'stead you'll kiss my buttocks Plus get cut up, no seat belt in the back of the pickup truck It's a bumpy ride, this junk in the trunk can't stay inside My pants any longer, yeah, I must dance, nothin' wrong with that Soccer mom's mini-vans on driveways, in fake tans Beamers, Mercedes Benz, country club, they chillin' in the shallow end Not how I roll, I'm a low-key gal with a real cute smile Old western style, you and me duelin', high noon I'm a sinner but I got a winner's attitude Where the boys try to grab at you, expecting gratitude So cliché, platitude, I'm phat with a P-H, wack with a cock Back-breaking news, say what you say But I really don't mind 'Cause I really do find That I really don't have the time, your grandma-ma's sneaker, kick you in the peeper Can you dig it? I'm Shaft You mofos feel my wrath Arithmetic, you plus me equals trouble, go do the math Welcome to a day in the life of me Relaxing to the max-ing, the suburban rap queen I am from Wilmette, IL, I'm gonna raise hell So shake that Cinnabon 'til it's about to melt I'm loosey-goosey, you're a fucking ugly duckling It's a tragedy that Shakespeare can't be present Witnessin' my ruckus, one, two, three, watch a pendulum swing As I hypnotize you with my voice, you won't recall a thing So hit me with your best shot (Best shot) I'll get my stomp on quick, you little tiny tot Watch me (Watch me) as I enter the zone Say hello to all my friends when I bring it home Welcome to a day in the life of me Relaxing to the max-ing, the suburban rap queen I am from Wilmette, IL, I'm gonna raise hell So shake that Cinnabon 'til it's about to melt Welcome to a day in the life of me Relaxing to the max-ing, the suburban rap queen I am from Wilmette, IL, I'm gonna raise hell So shake that Cinnabon 'til it's about to melt When I say K, you say Flay When I say neutered, you say spayed When I say drop, hit the floor When I get blessed, you beg for more Working like a criminal, do your time I'll stay hella tight all day and I'm not even tryin' Ooh