I was justified when I was five
/ Raising cane, I spit in your eye
Times are changing, now the
poor get fat / But the fever's gonna catch you when the bitch gets back
Eat meat on Friday that's alright
/ Even like steak on a Saturday night
I can bitch the best at your
social do's / I get high in the evening sniffing pots of glue
I'm a bitch, I'm a bitch / Oh
the bitch is back / Stone cold sober as a matter of fact
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I can bitch, I can bitch / `Cause
I'm better than you
It's the way that I move / The
things that I do
I entertain by picking brains /
Sell my soul by dropping names
I don't like those, my God,
what's that / Oh it's full of nasty habits when the bitch gets back