Stella Saph - Bitch I’m Class! lyrics

(Get it fucking right)
(Get it fucking right)
(Get it fucking right)
(Get it fucking right, right, right, right)

Miss SF to Miss LA i'm tipsy off of this OJ
I'm a trashy bitch from the Melrose
All around the world, I got hoes
Chanel bags of crack money
Henny drenched playboy bunnies
We party out, rodeo drive
Jacuzzi smoke is how we get high
Uh, Club luxury
I'm the VIP bitch, you don't speak to me
Juicy skirts, Ed hardy boots
High fashion baby, with the Mugler suit's
I'm the bass queen, see me with the keys
Murderer of stage three
Soprano bitch, I'm a solo choir
If you need a star, I'm the bitch to hire
I'm class

Get it fucking right, bitch I'm class
Get it fucking right, bitch I'm class
Get it fucking right, bitch I'm class
Get it fucking right, bitch I'm class

Ice chains in the rose
I don't give a fuck what you wanna say
You a flop hoe, I'm a platinum bitch
I work for money, you just suck the dicks
I'm high class and they can't stand it
Club whore with a bit of Xanax
The house spell, I'm the bitch track
Seduce your man in a heart attack
Uh, I'm living Saph
Living legend worth a million bucks
Sisqó saw me and he made this song
That's why I wear all
Of these designer thongs i'm hot
I gas myself up take a little beat and just
Murder these fuck ups h O to the little T
See me on Playboy in the magazines

I'm class
Get it fucking right, bitch I'm class
Get it fucking right, bitch I'm class
Get it fucking right, bitch I'm class
Get it fucking right, bitch I'm class

(Get it fucking right)
(Get it fucking right)
(Get it fucking right)
(Get it fucking right)
Get it fucking right, bitch, I'm class