원문 가사
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You showed up to my mama's house drunk on a Sunday
We went to church and you pulled through with a Mickey and a dime bag
You tried hitting on my father (That ain’t right)
You drink wine from the bottle (No that ain't right)
You showed up late to my grandma's wake higher than a satellite
Sent all the children crying to their moms
Said "Kids we’re all gonna die"
You like stepping on my problems
(That shit hurt)
With your Red Bottom shoes
(That shit hurt)
Yeah there’s a special place in hell for girls like you
You got opinions through the roof, blame it on your generation
You hate the Beatles just because you think they’re overrated
You’ll never meet the queen
(That’s for sure)
But you’ll still make the news
(That's for sure)
Yeah there’s a special place in hell for girls like you
I guess the devil wears Prada (Gucci too)
And she kills for the drama (Yeah she do)
Yeah there’s a special place in hell for girls like you
I know you’ll never be proper
So why bother tryna change your view
Yeah there’s a special place in hell for girls like you
