Lyrics H B I C - Gin Wigmore

H B I C

I said, let’s start a religion, girls
We got what it takes
All hail the queen you get tonight
I got the grace
Free love to do what you want
don’t ruin the rush
I got a taste dynamite
Want to explode
Ah-ah-ah
Don’t let me be misunderstood
Ah-ah-ah
This game is changing now for good
She said, she said
There ain’t no way I’m rolling over
She said, she said
There ain’t no way I’m going sober
Sick of your rules
So I’m making my own
'Cause I’m the head bitch in charge
(That's right, she is)
The head bitch in charge
They say that one in a million girls
Have got what it takes
No way everyone
Go your own way
Hard work, blood, sweat and tears
That stick to the bone
This life has built the best of me
Made it on my own
Ah-ah-ah
Don’t let me be misunderstood
Ah-ah-ah
This game is changing now for good
She said, she said
There ain’t no way I’m rolling over
She said, she said
There ain’t no way I’m going sober
Sick of your rules
So I’m making my own
'Cause I’m the head bitch in charge
(That's right, she is)
The head bitch
Coming to get ya
Coming to get ya
Coming to get ya
Coming, coming
Coming to get ya
Coming to get ya
Coming to get ya
Coming, coming
Coming to get ya
Coming to get ya
Coming to get ya
Coming, coming
Coming to get ya
Coming to get ya
Coming to get ya
Coming, coming
She said, she said
There ain’t no way I’m rolling over
She said, she said
There ain’t no way I’m going sober
Sick of your rules
So I’m making my own
'Cause I’m the head bitch in charge
(That's right, she is)
The head bitch in charge
'Cause I’m the head bitch in charge