Kesha — Friday Night Bitch Fight

[Intro] You can go to hell, girl You better watch yourself [x2] [Verse 1] Rolled 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 [Verse 2] 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 [Verse 3] 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 flapping 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 [Outro] "You can go to hell, girl You better watch yourself" [x4] I'm feelin' feisty, alright Friday night bitch fight [x4]