Lyrics: Coop Kieran
Music: Coop Kieran
All these b!tches don't know sh!t
They say they'll punch me in the face
I cannot take it anymore, I cannot take it
If you give my boyfriend a handy
I'll stone you with a rock candy
Now are you listening to me, now are you listening
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Lucky I don't have knives on me
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
I'd cut off your plastic surgery
I'm not as sweet, as I might seem
Honey, I'm a cold b!tch, cold b!tch
So don't fxck with me
Don't think that you can walk all over me
Honey, I'm a cold b!tch, cold b!tch
Touch me, I scream
[Scream]
I dare you, pull on my hair
I'll fill balloons up with Nair
And throw them gracefully at you
Sorry, not sorry
I may be smaller than you
But I'll get my platform shoes
And then I'll push you to the curb
And stomp right on you
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Lucky I don't have knives on me
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
I'd cut off your plastic surgery
I'm not as sweet, as I might seem
Honey, I'm a cold b!tch, cold b!tch
So don't fxck with me
Don't think that you, can walk all over me
Honey, I'm a cold b!tch, cold b!tch
Touch me, I scream
[Scream]
I'm not as sweet, as I might seem
Honey, I'm a cold b!tch, cold b!tch
So don't fxck with me
Don't think that you, can walk all over me
Honey, I'm a cold b!tch, cold b!tch
Touch me, I scream
Shh