We'll Mash You Up Lyrics

Alright girls, you right ready
Let's bring some Ty-Ty fierce and love
Right here, right now

We're smokin' (Smokin')
We're Vogue-in' (Vogue-in')
We'll mash you up, yeah yeah (yeah yeah)
Our British tooch is major (Major!)
Your hootchie tooch no flavour (Flavour!)

I'm Queen, Cathreen
I'm elegant and supreme
A timeless beauty from any era
I'm the only fashion time traveler (That's right!)

They all know me, I'm Sophie (Whassup Soph)
I'm the one they talk about mostly (Yeah right)
The scallywags just hate "Oh gosh!"
But they're just jelling because we're posh

We're smokin' (Smokin')
We're Vogue-in' (Vogue-in')
We'll mash you up, yeah yeah (yeah yeah)
Our British tooch is major (Major!)
Your hootchie tooch no flavour (Flavour!)

Legs for days, make your waves
Pot ledom runway teacher (Top model yo)
Couture strutter, like no other
Sincerely a stunner, Alisha (So fierce)

I'm a high fashion battery
Everything you try to be
British pot ledom personality (Top model backwards)
Charisma with ease, convincing indeed
Chic masterpiece, Annaliese (Yeah let's go!)

We're smokin' (Smokin')
We're Vogue-in' (Vogue-in')
We'll mash you up, yeah yeah (yeah yeah)
Our British tooch is major (Major!)
Your hootchie tooch no flavour (Flavour!)

Sparkly allure, smising for sure
We enter a room with majesty
Our style's all Brit and the Yanks can't nic
The way we tickle your fancy

We tooch high (tooch) we tooch low (tooch tooch)
Your Yanky tooch is too slow
We tooch high (tooch tooch) we tooch low (tooch tooch)
Your hootchie tooch should just go

We're smokin' (Smokin')
We're Vogue-in' (Vogue-in')
We'll mash you up yeah yeah (yeah yeah)
Our British tooch is major (Major!)
Your hootchie tooch no flavour (Flavour!)