| You can go to hell, girl | |
| You better watch yourself [x2] | |
| Wait up last Friday night | |
| The party looked alright | |
| Just as I stepped on in | |
| I saw you look at him | |
| Oh hell no, excuse me, what? | |
| Must be jokin' around | |
| Best leave your pumps at home | |
| I'm ready to throw down | |
| [Chorus] | |
| You can go to hell, girl | |
| You better watch yourself | |
| I'm feelin' feisty, alright | |
| Friday night bitch fight | |
| I saw you by the pool | |
| Rubbin' up on his leg | |
| Tell him he's lookin' fine | |
| Even though you know he's mine | |
| So then I walk over | |
| You act like nothin's up | |
| "Oh hey, are you with him?" | |
| You know that, you dirty slut | |
| [Chorus] | |
| You can go to hell, girl | |
| You better watch yourself | |
| I'm feelin' feisty, alright | |
| Friday night bitch fight | |
| Maybe we can just talk about it | |
| We really shouldn't resort to violence | |
| I'm not the jealous type | |
| But get your dirty hands off his thigh | |
| So then I pushed you in | |
| Skirt flappin' in the wind | |
| Hope you know how to swim | |
| Ha ha ha, I always win | |
| But as I'm gigglin' | |
| I turn around and see your friends | |
| Three tall pissed off vixens | |
| I laugh and say to them | |
| [Chorus] | |
| "You can go to hell, girl | |
| You better watch yourself" [x4] | |
| I'm feelin' feisty, alright | |
| Friday night bitch fight [x4] |
| You can go to hell, girl | |
| You better watch yourself x2 | |
| Wait up last Friday night | |
| The party looked alright | |
| Just as I stepped on in | |
| I saw you look at him | |
| Oh hell no, excuse me, what? | |
| Must be jokin' around | |
| Best leave your pumps at home | |
| I' m ready to throw down | |
| Chorus | |
| You can go to hell, girl | |
| You better watch yourself | |
| I' m feelin' feisty, alright | |
| Friday night bitch fight | |
| I saw you by the pool | |
| Rubbin' up on his leg | |
| Tell him he' s lookin' fine | |
| Even though you know he' s mine | |
| So then I walk over | |
| You act like nothin' s up | |
| " Oh hey, are you with him?" | |
| You know that, you dirty slut | |
| Chorus | |
| You can go to hell, girl | |
| You better watch yourself | |
| I' m feelin' feisty, alright | |
| Friday night bitch fight | |
| Maybe we can just talk about it | |
| We really shouldn' t resort to violence | |
| I' m not the jealous type | |
| But get your dirty hands off his thigh | |
| So then I pushed you in | |
| Skirt flappin' in the wind | |
| Hope you know how to swim | |
| Ha ha ha, I always win | |
| But as I' m gigglin' | |
| I turn around and see your friends | |
| Three tall pissed off vixens | |
| I laugh and say to them | |
| Chorus | |
| " You can go to hell, girl | |
| You better watch yourself" x4 | |
| I' m feelin' feisty, alright | |
| Friday night bitch fight x4 |
| You can go to hell, girl | |
| You better watch yourself x2 | |
| Wait up last Friday night | |
| The party looked alright | |
| Just as I stepped on in | |
| I saw you look at him | |
| Oh hell no, excuse me, what? | |
| Must be jokin' around | |
| Best leave your pumps at home | |
| I' m ready to throw down | |
| Chorus | |
| You can go to hell, girl | |
| You better watch yourself | |
| I' m feelin' feisty, alright | |
| Friday night bitch fight | |
| I saw you by the pool | |
| Rubbin' up on his leg | |
| Tell him he' s lookin' fine | |
| Even though you know he' s mine | |
| So then I walk over | |
| You act like nothin' s up | |
| " Oh hey, are you with him?" | |
| You know that, you dirty slut | |
| Chorus | |
| You can go to hell, girl | |
| You better watch yourself | |
| I' m feelin' feisty, alright | |
| Friday night bitch fight | |
| Maybe we can just talk about it | |
| We really shouldn' t resort to violence | |
| I' m not the jealous type | |
| But get your dirty hands off his thigh | |
| So then I pushed you in | |
| Skirt flappin' in the wind | |
| Hope you know how to swim | |
| Ha ha ha, I always win | |
| But as I' m gigglin' | |
| I turn around and see your friends | |
| Three tall pissed off vixens | |
| I laugh and say to them | |
| Chorus | |
| " You can go to hell, girl | |
| You better watch yourself" x4 | |
| I' m feelin' feisty, alright | |
| Friday night bitch fight x4 |