Queen of Pop

What the fuck you got? I still look hot Say you wanna fuck 'til I bleed Nigga, give me what you got They say I'm onto nothing but I'm onto something You see the follow button? (Hit me, baby, one more time) I'll break your clit with my front teeth You faggots think you're so cunty Miss Voodoo pussy, bitch, that's me Bitch, that's tea Fist fuck me, I'm real fit You heard "Gutta", I'm a real bitch Now pray to Britney and pray to Lindsay 'Cause I'm Satan, that's real shit You're on the bottom, I'm at the top Bitch I'll never flop, I'm the queen of pop I'm the queen of pop Queen of pop, queen of pop Queen of pop, BITCH! I'm the queen of pop Prada's coming down to Hollywood I wanna make it in the neighbourhood They love the smell of me in Hollywood How could you hurt me when I look this good? Uh