Lyrics

Bridget’s got her long black hair
Her 3-inch fingernails
Clutching her fake Chanel

Bridget’s got her Chihuahua
She is the superstar
Of every club and bar

Bitches hatin’ Bridget
Bitches hatin’ Bridget
Bitches hatin’ Bridget
Bitches hatin’ Bridget

Bridget doesn’t really work
But she sure can twerk
Men and boys go bizerk

Bridget always looks her best
She wears a tight black dress
To hug her new fake breasts

Bitches hatin’ Bridget
Bitches hatin’ Bridget
Bitches hatin’ Bridget
Bitches hatin’ Bridget

Bridget
I’m classy
Bridget
I’m sassy
Bridget
I’m fabulous

Bridget
I’m feisty
Bridget
So spicy
Bridget
You wish you were me

Bridget, is so fresh, all the bitches hate her,
But I think she’s the best, in that tight ass dress,
What a hot mess, I’m totally impressed,
With all of that drama, keeping it interestin’,
Down at the club, she be getting free drinks and stuff,
Just for shaking her butt, all of the dudes give her love,
For the way she turns the party up, let’s get another round at the bar,
Because it’s going down we be going hard, out on the town,
Bridget, Bridget, Bridget, Bridget let me get them digits now

Oh my god
Did you see that girl
Walkin’ around like she’s queen of the world
I mean, what’s up with that outfit
It’s like so 2005
I mean, come on, Bridget, get with it
Get with it, Bridget, get with it

Bridget’s got her hoop earrings
To match her fake gold bling
Makeup on everything

Bridget is misunderstood
Deep down she’s really good
She came up from the hood

Bitches hatin’ Bridget
Bitches hatin’ Bridget
Bitches hatin’ Bridget
Bitches hatin’ Bridget

Bridget
I’m classy
Bridget
I’m sassy
Bridget
I’m fabulous

Bridget
I’m feisty
Bridget
So spicy
Bridget
You wish you were me

Bridget
I’m classy
Bridget
So sassy
Bridget
I’m fabulous

Bridget
I’m feisty
Bridget
So spicy
Bridget
You wish you were me