Bros before Ho’s disagree on the sidelines
Fight for a fee, the man needs a maid
The Maid Needs a maid
Bros before ho’s, it’s a rule, read the guidelines
You trouble me, your breasts heave when you sing
Your mouth should be working for me, for free
Sewing up the folds, because I’ve been laid out
What do you put on the fire for me?
Draw the bath and remind me to eat
You won’t need a real job,
Because I would love to pay for you
You could be a good wife to me
You are the maid for me