Wig

de Todrick Hall

(Woo! This shit is my jam)
(This shit is my jam)
(This shit is my jam)
(Woo! This shit is my jam)
(This shit is my jam)
(This shit is my jam)

I be the bitch that make the bops
I don't know how to make a flop
All of my boys their tops are cropped
And we 'bout to come through, through, ooh
We going off we party hard
There ain't no stopping when we start
Their milkshake brought us to the yard
Show me what you gon' do
They call me miss cookie tookie shooky shooky quack quack
Miss calculator when I'm countin' them racks
Miss halle berry when we looking like baps
Duck, bitch, this beat slaps

Bitch, get my wig, get my wig, get my wig
Get it girl, get it girl
Bitch, get my wig, get my wig, get my wig
Get it girl, get it girl
Bitch, get my wig, get my wig, get my wig
Get it girl, get it girl
Bitch, get my wig, get my wig, get my wig
Get it girl, get it girl (bitch)
Gimme my wig, gimme my wig gimme (bitch)
Gimme my wig, gimme my wig gimme (bitch)
Gimme my wig, gimme my wig gimme (bitch)
Gimme my wig, gimme my wig gimme

I am the queen and that's for real
I am a massive fucking deal
Put on your nails and hips and heels
Cause we 'bout to come through, through, ooh
I am the baddest bitch I know
I put the pussy on the floor
And if they came to see a show
Show me what you gon' do

They call me diva (diva)
Diva and I might call back
Call me miss hall if you're nasty like that
I don't know how many edges I snatched
Stop
Bring the beat back

Whip, whip
Whack, whack, whack
Twirl, flip, front, back, back
Boom, boom, cack, cack, cack
How you get yo' cake so fat?
Ooh God damn, damn, damn
Yes, yes ma'am, ma'am, ma'am
When you see me clap my hands
Get my Beyoncé fan
When you see me clap my hands
Get my beyoncé fan
Get my Beyoncé fan
Get my Beyoncé fan
Fan, fan, fan, fan, fan, fan, fan, fan
When you see me clap my hands
Get my beyoncé fan
This shit ain't going nowhere
Bitch ain't got no hair
Fuck it she don't care
If you mad you gon' stay mad
That bitch just stay bad
Bitch, I just slayed that
Okay, back to it now

Where my weave glue? (bitch)
Run me thirty inches (bitch)
If your weave new shake it for these thirsty bitches (bitch)
Girl your weave through (bitch)
I see them race tracks (bitch)
I got that lace front
You need a lace back
(Woo! This shit is my jam)
(This shit is my jam)
(This shit is my jam)
You need a lace back
(Woo! This shit is my jam)
(This shit is my jam)
(This shit is my jam)
Okay, last time boys

Bitch, get my wig, get my wig, get my wig
Get it girl, get it girl
Bitch, get my wig, get my wig, get my wig
Get it girl, get it girl
Bitch, get my wig, get my wig, get my wig
Get it girl, get it girl
Bitch, get my wig, get my wig, get my wig
Get it girl, get it girl
Bitch, get my wig, get my wig, get my wig
Get it girl, get it girl
Bitch, get my wig, get my wig, get my wig
Get it girl, get it girl
Bitch, get my wig, get my wig, get my wig
Get it girl, get it girl
Bitch, get my wig, get my wig, get my wig
Get it girl, get it girl

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