Fetch lyrics

by

Ayesha Erotica


[Verse 1]
Ew, she thinks she's pretty because she got a brand new car
But I'd hate to break it to ya, b*tch, but you're still an ugly slore
It doesn't matter what you drive
Or the expensive clothes you wear
You'll always be an ugly b*tch with split ends in her hair
Your boyfriend thinks I'm prettier, yeah, he talks behind your back
Everything you f*cking do is a joke
All your friends are laughing when you turn around in class
And that's because no one likes a fugly hoe

[Pre-Chorus]
So stop saying "Fetch"
b*tch, you're not fetch
Stop saying "Fetch", b*tch
Stop saying "Fetch"
b*tch, you're not fetch
Can you stop trying to make "Fetch" a f*cking word?

[Chorus]
Stop saying "Fetch"
b*tch, you're not fetch
Stop saying "Fetch"
b*tch, you're not fetch
Stop, saying "Fetch"
b*tch, you're not fetch
Stop, saying "Fetch"
b*tch, you're not fetch
[Verse 2]
That skirt's running a little too small, you sure it's Goldie?
That makeup looks a little too much, you look like JonBenét
You brag about a Lexus, but my daddy owns a Porsche
You sure that weed's Brazilian? It really looks like horse
I'd never f*ck your boyfriend, but I'd probably f*ck your ex
He cried when I broke up with him, I puffed my cigarette
I clocked that TJ nosejob when you walked into the mall
You should really get that fixed, why don't you give my Doc a call?

[Pre-Chorus]
So stop saying "Fetch"
b*tch, you're not fetch
Stop saying "Fetch", b*tch
Stop saying "Fetch"
b*tch, you're not fetch
Can you stop trying to make "Fetch" a f*cking word?

[Chorus]
Stop saying "Fetch"
b*tch, you're not fetch
Stop saying "Fetch"
b*tch, you're not fetch
Stop, saying "Fetch"
b*tch, you're not fetch
Stop, saying "Fetch"
b*tch, you're not fetch
[Post-Chorus]
Whatever, b*tch, as if, as if, as if, as if
Whatever, whatever, as if, b*tch, as if
Whatever, b*tch, as if, as if, as if, as if
Whatever, whatever, as if, b*tch, as if

[Verse 3]
That lip gloss is so '07, and that top is such a chop
You think you're serving Britney, but you're really not that hot
Your outfit head to toe is a total bust and so cliché
I never knew you could be so rich and still be so passée
How many chickens had to die for you to look so f*cking dumb?
My dress is so damn tight today, it'd make your father c*m
Your mom's so doped up anyway, she never knew I'd hit
He'll buy me lots of diamonds once he slides into this clit

[Pre-Chorus]
Stop saying "Fetch"
b*tch, you're not fetch
Stop saying "Fetch", b*tch
Stop saying "Fetch"
b*tch, you're not fetch
Can you stop trying to make "Fetch" a f*cking word?

[Chorus]
Stop saying "Fetch"
b*tch, you're not fetch
Stop saying "Fetch"
b*tch, you're not fetch
Stop, saying "Fetch"
b*tch, you're not fetch
Stop, saying "Fetch"
b*tch, you're not fetch
[Post-Chorus]
Whatever, b*tch, as if, as if, as if, as if
Whatever, whatever, as if, b*tch, as if
Whatever, b*tch, as if, as if, as if, as if
Whatever, whatever, as if, b*tch, as if
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