H B I C - Gin Wigmore

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