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Manila Latriiicccceee Royale! I'm feeling extra glamorous tonight; sequins, rhinestones, feathers, baby. I'm rocking' my highest heels and my highest hair Is that all? Flawless from head to toe! Gurrrl... me too. Today was a "Say-Something" hat day. I was giving you all kinds of My Fair Lady Gaga, I am turning heads and turning the party, hey! WOW. So then why do I feel like the fool? Cuz, gurrrl... You Got The CHOP! The Chop-arooni! The Chop-arello Givin' everything you've got Tryna make it to the top Never ever gunna stop Even if you get The Chop! (Chop chop chop chop chop chop...) You don't have to be boring When life's got you snoring Wanna party till morning? Go paint the town! With glitter in your eye Let your spirit fly high, gurrl U servin' up a fish fry The house down (Down, down, down, the house down) But when you put yourself out there In dresses and big hair The people – they'll stare Go get what you want! The haters will read Even if you peed You still the T Just pose, turn, flaunt. (Flaunt, flaunt, flaunt, pose turn flaunt) Baby, life is never fair Just throw some glitter in the air!!! Givin' everything you've got Tryna make it to the top Never ever gunna stop Even if you get The Chop! (Chop chop chop chop chop chop...) No need to be bitter Cuz u ain't no quitter Don't show no remorse You don't have to Go Off! So just dust yourself off Maybe there's a spinoff Get back on that horse (Horse, horse, horse, get back on that horse) Life don't always go your way And you're forced to sashay But it's gunna be OK Cuz Life is a drag! So please keep your shoes on Your story still goes on Like Latrice and Miss Luzon Make 'em eat it and gag. (Gag, gag, gag, make 'em eat it and gag) Baby, life is never fair Just throw some glitter in the air!!! Givin' everything you've got Tryna make it to the top Never ever gunna stop Even if you get The Chop! (Chop chop chop chop chop chop...) Oh my God. I'm gagging. I'm gagging right now. Are you gagging, bitch? I'm gagged! Biiitch! Can you say "set up"? Say it with me? Set Up, bitch. Set up. I'm not bitter, bitch. no not bitter. You look sickening! MmHmmm. I don't know, girl. The rut– the rutabaga, bitch. Can you say "booger boat"? "Booger Boat" I'm through. Girl, you got the chop! Don't be bitter, bitch. Just make them eat it, honey!
Writer(s): Karl Westerberg, Matt Katz-bohen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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