More songs by Kesha
Description
Associated Performer: Kesha
Lyricist, Composer: Kesha Sebert
Lyricist, Composer, Producer: Michael Busbee
Producer, Composer, Lyricist: Michael Linney
Lyricist, Composer: Evan Bogart
Lyrics and translation
Original
My
My butterscotch, butterscotch
My butterscotch, butterscotch
Pop rocks, lemon drops, rollin' in my T-top
Sugar rush, touch the stars
Dry eyes, delight, dancin' by the Lite-Brite
Watch us how we break some hearts
So grab your gamma rays, come to my masquerade
It's like a man parade, and now one, two, three, oh
Boys all want my butterscotch
Lickin' their lips 'cause it's top-notch
No other bitch got what I got, my butterscotch, butterscotch
Boys from Memphis to Bangkok try to get keys to my candy shop
Line it up 'round the block, my butterscotch, butterscotch
Chase it, watch me how I make it
Don't you wanna taste it, taste it? (My butterscotch, butterscotch)
Wasted, watch me how I shake it
Don't you wanna taste it, taste it? (My butterscotch, butterscotch)
My butterscotch, butterscotch (yeah)
Tasers, lasers, alien invaders
Tell me that I'm outta this world
Casbah, so hot, burnin' down the bourgeois
No money can shut up this girl
So grab your gamma rays, get with the masquerade
Bring on the man parade, and now one, two, three (oh)
Boys all want my butterscotch
Lickin' their lips 'cause it's top-notch
No other bitch got what I got, my butterscotch, butterscotch
Boys from Memphis to Bangkok try to get keys to my candy shop
Line it up 'round the block, my butterscotch, butterscotch
Chase it, watch me how I make it
Don't you wanna taste it, taste it? (My butterscotch, butterscotch)
Wasted, watch me how I shake it
Don't you wanna taste it, taste it? (My butterscotch, butterscotch)
Boy, your game is pre-historic (haha), scripted like you're Katie Couric
I'm a Corvette, you're a Taurus (shit), got me bored, so here's the chorus
Chase it, chase it (chase it, you might get to)
Taste it, taste it, taste it, oh
Boys all want my butterscotch
Lickin' their lips 'cause it's top-notch
It's top-notch, it's top-notch
They're lickin' their lips 'cause it's top-notch
Boys all want my butterscotch
Lickin' their lips 'cause it's top-notch
No other bitch got what I got
My butterscotch, butterscotch
Boys from Memphis to Bangkok try to get keys to my candy shop
Line it up 'round the block, my butterscotch, butterscotch
Chase it, watch me how I make it
Don't you wanna taste it, taste it? (My butterscotch, butterscotch)
Wasted, watch me how I shake it
Don't you wanna taste it, taste it? (My butterscotch, butterscotch)
My butterscotch, butterscotch
My butterscotch, butterscotch
English translation
My
My butterscotch, butterscotch
My butterscotch, butterscotch
Pop rocks, lemon drops, rollin' in my T-top
Sugar rush, touch the stars
Dry eyes, delight, dancin' by the Lite-Brite
Watch us how we break some hearts
So grab your gamma rays, come to my masquerade
It's like a man parade, and now one, two, three, oh
Boys all want my butterscotch
Lickin' their lips 'cause it's top-notch
No other bitch got what I got, my butterscotch, butterscotch
Boys from Memphis to Bangkok try to get keys to my candy shop
Line it up 'round the block, my butterscotch, butterscotch
Chase it, watch me how I make it
Don't you wanna taste it, taste it? (My butterscotch, butterscotch)
Wasted, watch me how I shake it
Don't you wanna taste it, taste it? (My butterscotch, butterscotch)
My butterscotch, butterscotch (yeah)
Tasers, lasers, alien invaders
Tell me that I'm outta this world
Casbah, so hot, burnin' down the bourgeois
No money can shut up this girl
So grab your gamma rays, get with the masquerade
Bring on the man parade, and now one, two, three (oh)
Boys all want my butterscotch
Lickin' their lips 'cause it's top-notch
No other bitch got what I got, my butterscotch, butterscotch
Boys from Memphis to Bangkok try to get keys to my candy shop
Line it up 'round the block, my butterscotch, butterscotch
Chase it, watch me how I make it
Don't you wanna taste it, taste it? (My butterscotch, butterscotch)
Wasted, watch me how I shake it
Don't you wanna taste it, taste it? (My butterscotch, butterscotch)
Boy, your game is pre-historic (haha), scripted like you're Katie Couric
I'm a Corvette, you're a Taurus (shit), got me bored, so here's the chorus
Chase it, chase it (chase it, you might get to)
Taste it, taste it, taste it, oh
Boys all want my butterscotch
Lickin' their lips 'cause it's top-notch
It's top-notch, it's top-notch
They're lickin' their lips 'cause it's top-notch
Boys all want my butterscotch
Lickin' their lips 'cause it's top-notch
No other bitch got what I got
My butterscotch, butterscotch
Boys from Memphis to Bangkok try to get keys to my candy shop
Line it up 'round the block, my butterscotch, butterscotch
Chase it, watch me how I make it
Don't you wanna taste it, taste it? (My butterscotch, butterscotch)
Wasted, watch me how I shake it
Don't you wanna taste it, taste it? (My butterscotch, butterscotch)
My butterscotch, butterscotch
My butterscotch, butterscotch