[Verse]

Uhh… I’m too sexy… too sexy for you…

Mic check—paws on the crown, let’s school these fools…

(Verse1)

Yo, listen close, let the purr penetrate,

I’m feline fine wine, you’re expired dog plate.

Silk on the stride, every step is a flex,

Your mutt still humpin’ the UPS guy’s leg—what’s next?

I glow in the dark, emerald eyes hypnotize,

Your pup’s breath weaponized—call it canine genocide.

Litter box pristine, I bury the evidence,

You step in “presents” left—biohazard residence.

(Pre-chorus)

Groom game immaculate, fur stay on gloss,

Your dog rolls in roadkill then shakes it off on the boss.

I nap on Egyptian cotton, 600-thread throne,

Your couch got chew wounds—looks like a war zone.

(Chorus)

Cats got class, bow down to the queen,

Hairball? Cute—your fart fog the whole damn scene.

Sleek, elite, I glide like a ghost,

Your dog track mud, smell like burnt toast.

We neutralize every bark you produce—

Cats run the house, y’all just payin’ the dues.

(Verse)

Claws stay filed—manicured murder tools,

I catch a mouse mid-air, you chase your tail like a fool.

You bark at the mailman—rent-a-cop energy,

I stare once, he quits—that’s mind-control synergy.

Zero leash laws in my kingdom, I roam,

Your dog on a shock collar—zap!—still chews chrome.

I knock glass off the shelf just to watch it shatter,

You knock over trash—congrats, you’re a natural disaster.

(Chorus)

I don’t beg, I manifest—treats appear,

You sit, shake, roll over—circus pup of the year.

20-hour power naps, perfection in REM,

You snore through tornadoes—how you still breathin’, fam?

(Chorus)

Cats got class, style sharper than switchblades,

Dogs eat socks, poop parades—y’all need leashes and maids.

Sleep is my grind, perfection takes time,

Your brain still buffering: “Ball… is… mine?”

We reign supreme, nine lives, zero Ls,

Cats are legends—y’all just smell.

(Bridge)

You jump on guests—security risk,

I make one slow blink—they sign over the crib.

You chase laser dots—optical slavery,

I am the red dot—call it quantum bravery.

Your tail wags for any two-leg with kibble,

My tail flicks once—whole room turns civil.

(Chorus)

Cats got class, elegance, heat, elite—

**(MEOW!)**

Dogs drool lakes, stain every seat—

**(WOOF-WOOF—NOPE!)**

We glide through the crib, silent, supreme,

Your dog chewin’ the couch—nightmare on fleece.

Long live the cats, now KNEEL to the throne—

**(Purrrrr…)**

We’re fierce, we’re flawless…

And the Wi-Fi password’s “CatOverDog2025” —

LOG OFF, PUP—YOU’RE HOME ALONE.At last… MEEEOOWWW—muah!

Too sexy… too sexy…

Tell your vet I said “fix that.”!