(Spoken) Greetings beotches. Take off your pants.



I know a place

where the girls are always meaner

If you ain't rich,

they're goin' nowhere near your wiener



Sippin' Starbucks

venti skinny mocha chai tea(with foam)

Drivin' Escalades

while they're texting and re-tweeting(on i-phones)



You can try to approach us,

but we're all the same we don't care what your name is

We'll look at you for a second,

but that's just to make sure that you're not famous



California girls we're unreliable

Never worked a day in our lives

Hybrid Dogs in bags we leave em' in the car

OWOWOWOWOW



California girls we're so predictable

Hottest bodies money can buy

Spray tanned silicone boobs are indestuctable

Boing Boing Boing Boing Boing



(Spoken)Sign your name on the dotted line

Don't need brains if that ass is fine



Once you cross the L.A. Border

You develop an eating disorder



Sell your soul, dance on the pole

Bang Charlie Sheen just for a role



Nose jobs, tummy tucks

These are the girls I like to... hang out with



Inflate your lips. Loose the hips

See through shirts show off your nips



Paparazzi is everywhere

Oops forgot your underwear



Katy my Lady, I'm all up onya

Cus you're representin' California



But you know I'd still be all up inya

Even if that ass was from Virginia



And you know that you can bet your butt

That I'd do girls from Connecticut



I could really fill my booty quota

By bangin' out ho's from Minnesota



California Girls we are so are desperate

Sold our souls for fortune and fame

Soon we'll look like Cher or Melanie Griffith



OH OH OH OH UGH



"California Gurls" is so repetitive

All Pop sounds exactly the same

It's the same beat from that other song that Kesha did

OWOWOWOW