Beautiful. Intelligent. Talented. Cool. Honey.
I'll be that bitch tonight (I'll show you bitch - bitch!)
Beautiful. Intelligent. Talented. Cool. Honey.
Sure you're right. I'm a B.I.T.C.H!!
Lined up in the club, jus to get a glimpse of me
Dressing like me, then tryin' a compete
Staring at me till their bottom jaws drop
Turning heads swiftly like peacocks
All wishing they could come a little closer
Wanting to chill wid da B.I.T.C.H from da poster
Hating my eyes, my thighs, my ride, my style
Tearing out their hair and going on wild
I'll be that bitch tonight (I'll show you bitch - bitch!)
Beautiful. Intelligent. Talented. Cool. Honey.
Sure you're right. I'm a B.I.T.C.H!!
Jealous cos their man's eyes don't leave me
Hating cos I'm looking good and smelling sweet
Still watching tryin' a learn to be a lady
Tired and weak from tryin' a keep up with me
Hating cos I don't sugar coat a thing
Wanting to kill me every time they see my bling swing
Hating my eyes, my thighs, my ride, my style
Tearing out their hair and going on wild
WRITERS
CLIFTON GEORGE COLE, JAMELIA DAVIS, JENS LOMHOLT, PHILIP DENCKER