BFB (Burn Fake b*tches) lyrics

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 sh*t about me, talking sh*t 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 f*ck
Just so I get them all f*cked up
Don't bother me you earned that block
You can't see me 'cause I'm standing from the top
If a b*tch'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 f*cking country