Having hot parties always leave me in stand by
It is a shame when it comes to the flashbacks
Everybody waiting for an answer step off
Don't shout at me or I'll know you off-
-it, "where you been tonight?
Hey girl, why you acting crazy?
So... you wanted to make out?"
Damn. Don't believe my words

Full of glitter, new bikini - don't be a bitter
Everytime I pass through the door they be talking
Talking, talking, talking it's the only thing they do
He doesn't have lips, he be always moving them
Talking shit about me, talking shit about my family
Move your fat ass, stop repeating my name
Here in this show I'm not the one to blame
When I get high I beat any lame

Full of glitter, new bikini - don't be a bitter
In my pink pyjamas I be partying at Sunday
Waiting for the next big act to come
But first I gotta let some things done

Now I be playing with your boyfriend Ricky
I remember telling him to do it quickie
I do not wear but I am so pinky
You look so pathetic wearing Mickey
Every morning working hard as fuck
Just so I get them all fucked up
Don't bother me you earned that block
You can't see me 'cause I'm standing from the top
If a bitch's winning there's another one loosing
Isn't it sad that you kissed your cousin?
30 verses you can now start moving on-
-to another fucking country