Konichiwa Bitches - Robyn

You wanna rumble in my jungle

I’ll take you on

Stampede your rumpa

And send you home

You wanna rumble in space

I put my laser on stun

And on the north pole I’ll ice you son

You wanna thrilla in mah nilla

You’ll be killer bee stung

Wanna taste of vanilla

Better watch your tongue

'Cause I’ll hammer your toe

Like a pediatrician

Saw you in half

Like I’m a magician

Tear you down

Like I’m in demolition

Count you out

Like a mathematician

I’m so very hot that when I rob your mansion

You ain’t call the cops, you call the firestation

'Cause my flavor’s so sweet

You’ll be zoom, zoom, zoom

Don’t even get me started on my bada-boom-booms

One left, one right — thats how I organize 'em

You know I fill my cups no need to supersize em'

Right now you probably thinking «how she get in them jeans»

Well, I’m gifted all natural and burstin the seams

Konichiwa bitches

Konichiwa bitches

Don’t I look tasty like a french bon-bon

Even more sweeter than a cherry bomb

Coming with the postman like I’m a mailbomb

Comin' in your mouth

Makes you say yum-yum

Hit the gong-gong

Bring the sumos on

I’m 'a kick ass all the way to Hong Kong

Make the balls bounce like a game of ping-pong

Konichiwa bitches from Beijing to Siagon

Got nothing on me

'Cause you know you’re so bum

Dom-didi-dom-didididi-dom-dom

Check the scenario

I’m 'a bust your ear drum

And leave you heads ringing

With a ring-a-ding-dong

Busy on the mic

Since the day I was what?

(Born)

Check out my style it’s the rock of what?

(Mo')

Shine is on me like a dog on what?

(Bone)

Fight the power

Put myself on the throne

You know when shit is getting heavy

Like it’s weights a ton

I will run you down like a marathon

Tape you up good

Put you in the trunk

See you next Tuesday

You is a punk