Queen Of Pop lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, Joanne f*cking Prada
What, you thought I was gone?
f*cking b*tch

[Verse]
What the f*ck you thought? I still look hot
Say you wanna f*ck 'til I bleed?
n*gga, give me what you got
They say I'm onto nothin', b*tch, I'm onto somethin'
They see the follow button (Hit me, baby, one more time)
I'll break your clit with my front teeth
You faggots think you so c*nty
Miss Voodoo pus*y, now that's me
Bi-bi-bi-bi-bi-b*tch, that's tea
Fist f*ck me, I'm real fish
You heard "Gutta", I'm a real b*tch
Now pray to Britney and pray to Lindsay
'Cause I'm Satan, that's real sh*t

[Pre-Chorus]
You're on the bottom, I'm at the top
b*tch, I'll never flop

[Chorus]
I'm the queen of pop, queen of pop
Queen of pop, queen of pop
b*tch, I'm the queen of pop!
[Post-Chorus]
Prada's comin' down to Hollywood
I'm gonna make it in that neighborhood
They love the smell of me in Hollywood
How could I hurt you when I look so good? Ugh