Bros before hos, disagree on the sidelines
Fight for a fee, the man needs a maid
The maid needs a maid

Bros before hos, 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

Sewin' up the fold 'cause I've been late out
Would you put on the fire for me?
Draw the bath and remind me to eat
You won't need a real job
You won't need a real job
Because I would love to pay for you
You could be a good wife to me

I would love to pay for you
You are the maid for me