"Konichiwa Bitches" as written by Klas Frans Ahlund and Robin Miriam Carlsson....
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 Manila
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 fire-station

'Cause my flava is so sweet
You'll be zoom, zoom, zoom
Don't even get me started
On my bada-boom-boom
One left, one right that's
How I organize 'em
You know I fill my cups no
Need to super-size 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 mail-bomb
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 their 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
Check the scenario
I'm 'a bust your ear drum
And leave you heads ringing
With the 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

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"Konichiwa Bitches" as written by Robin Miriam Carlsson Klas Frans Ahlund

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  • +3
    General CommentThis is definitely a hyperbole of her self-confidence and bold personality. She knows there are boys who'd kill to sleep with her, she knows critics love her music, and she knows who she is inside and out. She plays it up and creates a fake persona of a self-absorbed, over-sensual pop goddess. It's great.
    tyakon October 20, 2010   Link
  • +1
    General CommentI like how there's a lot of people commenting with what they think its about...

    NinjaNatariion August 23, 2010   Link
  • 0
    General CommentBEST SONG EVERRR!
    howz_gon September 26, 2006   Link
  • 0
    General Commentthis song is tuff
    deadeyeduckon January 17, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General Commenti think this song is classic. whats it written about? who cares...it ryhmes...its got the beats...thats all that matters

    you is a punk
    ramshotelon June 22, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General Commentfunkiest fuckin song ever
    steadierfooting11on June 24, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General CommentGotta be takin the piss out of hip hop. lol. Love it.
    Putrid_Gas_On_Fireon August 31, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General Commenti love it its soo groovy this chick is a gun

    I'm so very hot that when I rob your mansion
    You ain't call the cops, you call the firestation

    ME TOO!!!!!
    ilovehoratioon November 23, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General CommentI LOVE THE SONG
    Datch007on July 16, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General Commentbest song ever
    Baphomet-Lordon September 25, 2008   Link

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