Not Sorry Aboot It

Yea-yea-yeah
Oh my God, we are the sweetest, cutest, nicest girl group north of the border
Uh, ouch!
I'm so sorry
I mean, not really
Come on, girls, let's get 'em (yeah, yea-yea-yeah)

Pardonnez-moi, Canada's sweethearts coming through
We are, like, so good at walking
And smiling (and breathing)
Good thing we practiced
Désolée, bitches
We are gonna kill them with kindness

Haha, oh my God, who are those hosers? (Ah, haha)
I'm sorry, what did you call us?
I called you a hoe, sir
(Gay gasp!)
I feel a rap battle coming up
Shh! We're not supposed to say that
It's supposed to happen organically
Uh, ladies...
(Destroy them)
(Okay!)

Sorry, not sorry
Sorry, I'm not sorry
Sorry, you won't make me apologize
And I'm not sorry aboot it

I'm the queen, I'm Miss Tynomi
When I'm on stage, I know you know me
Slay all day with a face real beat
Stake you down like the slayer, Buffy
Knick knack paddywhack, give a dog a bone
Frumpy old bitch, I'm gonna send your ass home
All of them be dutty, dutty
Need to wash your panty, panty

Everything I do is sheer perfection
Everywhere I look, men cover their erections
Everything they wear gets them a detention
Everywhere they go, people have nothing nice to mention
It must suck when you get no attention
Ha-ha-ha, I'm so funny!

It's your girl Boa and I'm here to show ya
A big booty bitch, these other girls don't know
Another like me 'cause I do it differently
Sleeping on this hoe but trust, you will see
Scarlett BoBo, looks are a no-no
Dressed like a clown and it showed in the promo
Try to slay the runway, doin' it my way
That nose gives me Eggplant Friday

It's Starzy on the mic, pageant girl in the house
No-no-no, all cat, no mouse
Hoes think they sweet with face half beat
It's time mother show how to bring the heat
Pack your cheap drag up real neat
While I sit back and I beat my meat
Time to shoot, fall from your feet
Bitch! Ha! Your face complete

Sorry, not sorry
Sorry (uh-uh), I'm not sorry (oh no!)
Sorry, you won't make me apologize
And I'm not sorry aboot it (aboot it)

Kiki wanna kai-kai, but none of these queens are my type
I'm sexy so they wanna bite, bite
They can try me but I will decline-cline
Miss Anaquway, you can sashay
I want a real star, no tea, no shade
Ilona, you're on the same lane
Double chin, double teeth, baby, désolée

I don't wanna see nobody
Seems they gotta quit this hobby
Sinking fast, can't make it to the top
Girl, can't wait to see you drop
Drop, drop, you're looking like a flop
Walk, walk, 'cause you ain't the bop
Hot, hot, 'cause that's what you're not
Sirens, sirens, bitch, you caught!

Ain't nobody pussy pop it quite like I do
Ain't nobody look turn a head like mine do
Ain't no laugh track slap like mine do
Ain't no queen rap it back like I do
When I step in the room, girls quake
Scarlett, Starzy, always safe
Rita's old and Ilona be fake
And that last girl, what's her name?

Team L-E-M-O-N
Ain't gonna make it to the end
Just come a little closer
Can't you see we're getting hotter?
Oh, yeah
We're the lemon pie destroyers

You want a diss? Take a listen to this
Honey, hold my drink while I take the piss
Grab a towel, think I spilled some tea
You make messy TV
Back-rolls, now in HD
Pop your zits 'fore you come for me
Check your mug 'cause you're looking greasy
Change your clothes 'cause you smell like pee

Hi, it's me, Priyanka, what's my name, name?
Toronto voted me the best, got this fame, fame
Hi Canada, did you get my name?
Not a copycat fish, did you get my name?
It's me and my girls serving you spectacles
Other girls? Forgettable

Sorry (sorry), not sorry (hey, hey, oh no)
Sorry (sorry), I'm not sorry (oh no!)
Sorry (sorry), you won't make me apologize (oh)
And I'm not sorry aboot it (oh no)

Sorry (sorry), not sorry (sorry)
Sorry (uh-uh), I'm not sorry (no, oh no)
Sorry, you won't make me apologize (oh no-no)
(And I'm not) and I'm not sorry aboot it (aboot it)

Wait, why are we even fighting?
Shouldn't we be coming together to fight against, ah, slow walkers?
She's right, why can't we just be, like, polite Canadians?
You mean passive aggressive?
Well, I didn't say that, but if you wanna turn it into that, sure
Ooh, let's sing about apologizing!

I'm sorry that I called you mother goose
I'm sorry that I said your tuck was loose
I'm sorry and I want to make amends
Sometimes I wonder, can't we just be friends?

Je suis désolée pour mes mots méchants
Je suis désolée for calling you a-
Je regrette d'avoir volé votre trade
He wasn't that into you anyway (anyway, anyway)

I'm sorry, we were bitches, now we're friends, hunty
I'm sorry, hunty
We were bitches, now we're friends, hunty (now we're friends)
Live, laugh
Love, love, love, love



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Austin
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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