the midnight beast - sweet sixteen lyrics
it’s my party
it’s my party
it’s my party
it’s my party
gucci carriage, pulled by one direction
and a few more a cup bras to add to my collection
we don’t just want one party we want plenty… the girls want to be us
how you gonna tell me diddy got his son a bentley… and i got a prius
mum that’s not fair, gonna kill myself and you don’t care
should’ve got me dappy from n dubz
instead of h from s club (it’s steps)
wanted an iphone 64
you said you had one sorted
you got an iphone 32
b-tch you should get deported
i asked for c-ke and tequila you got sherbet and ribena
i wanted moats ‘n a castle you got f-cking p-ss the parcel
i know i’m a bit of a brat
but you can’t have a party with that
do you like when i look like a tw-t
when i ask for a dog and you get me a cat?
i asked for c-ke and tequila you got sherbet and ribena
gonna get a time machine imported
i’ll go back and get aborted
how would that make you feel?
do you know how you made me feel?
when you bought me an automobile in turquoise mum when it should’ve been teal
it’s my party
it’s my party
it’s my party
it’s my party
you would cry too if it happened to you
it’s my birthday, it’s my birthday
spoilt b-tch contest i’m in first place
it’s all about party swag
it’s all about party slag
the party you wish you had
the party that’s paid for by daddy
shaking our fatty bombatty
like lindsay lohan
drunk drive my daddy bucatti
like lindsay lohan
or paris hilton
hit it like i’m chris brown
drink so much till i’m yellow like a simpson
[sway]
when it comes to my party (party),
everybody better come early (on time)
i invited everybody to my sweet 16
and they turn’t up when i turned.. hey
don’t check wikipeadia, (nope)
everybody lies in the media,
tell ’em what they wanna hear
see your not fat your curvy aren’t you amelia? (yeah),
i said scratch, itch, come along it doesn’t hurt to dance,
it doesn’t matter if you haven’t got a perfect ahh
you’re so sweet, everybody deserves a chance
under the circ-mcision i mean circ-mstance
they say i’m rude (who me?) and mental (what me?) i make ’em “feel the love” for one hour
i said you, me, bedroom, she said what’s the magic word, i said “wa lah”
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