Regina George

I was put on this earth to do shit you bitches wouldn't do
Better yet, to do shit you bitches can't do
Bitches want to do what I do, 69
Inspired by me & I'm only 9+9
One bitch had me 38, I had to flip flip flip
Snuck up on these rapping bitches, had to tip tip tip
Brax on her bully, potty mouth, she a shit talking ass bitch
If you hear this and compare me, then I'm at you bitch
Get this
If ya girl not on my level then you single fool
Keep away from bitches named April no one ever had my ass fooled
Monstrous wit my motor mouth, snack on big bars like finger foods
Nasty wit this shit, diarrhea wit the bars so kiss my ass prudes
Some of these broads don't like me, but I'm not an item tho
Some of these broads be spreading shit, only weird hoes eat those
Im doing better than any bitch bitter and that's what I do know
Bitch asked do you want a cookie, tryn be sarcastic but I do tho
Not an average bitch, ion wear average shit, won't catch me in the mall yo fuck pink
Can't wait to curve all you lame ass birds when you flock this way and try to link
Hoes used to sleep, now they see me & get geeked, wanna soak it all in they'on even blink
I was sweet like Cady, bitches still hated me now I'm turnin more into Regina George I think

(Excerpt from 'Mean Girls')

Yup that's me
Been that bitch since the rugrats went to visit Pari
Visit my hometown if you ever want to find clones of me
When I stay quiet, they still call me cocky fuck modesty
No he ain't hit
Niggas still lie on getting ass?
Yo, come take my pic
'For I start acting an ass
Any hair style I get
Get it down to my ass
On bitches I shit
But they still kiss my ass
Lil bitches love singing along to my rhymes like they nursery
Switch up my flow anytime queen of diversity
Float in 8 inch heels I walk in them perfectly
Take notes soon as I walk in, I can school you bitches wordlessly
Man
I'm done handling you bitches mercifully
Moms got a new side of me someone go clutch her pearls for me
Use niggas as props, need someone to hold my purse for me
Kill these bitches wit status and my fans drive the hearse for me
Yo, if you're obsessed, you can't be my friend
If you go there wit me, you can't come again
Not (hair)hear-ing you bitches, y'all got split ends
Good girl turned out, and I'm the mean girlfriend

*sips drink*
This water
It's water