Wegula GRRRL PRTY

[Verse 1: Lizzo]
(Whoop), I wish a brother (whoop)
Get inside my face in the parking lot
Well I (whoop whoop whoop whoop)
That astronomical, ho you comical
Talking 'bout you know him? Where you found him from?
In the drive-through, got him a number six
And you brought him in and gave him your fish sticks
He was spilling cause he ate your happy meal and
Now I think your shine was stealing
You got mad, your weave start peeling, whaaaat?
That's weird, but what's weirder still
Is the only back you got is the one you lay on
Now tell me, who's to blame, huh?
We just hungry outchea, getting meals and paper
You just thirsty my dear, you worry 'bout the wrong thing
Gotta let you you know, no respectable female or male or animal
Get the flow, unless the person in charge say so
Now who's in charge of you?
A dude in a coupe backing you for the crew? Boo, you whore!
Scaramouche scaramouche, better do the fandango
Nigga I be Django, shooting you from every angle
Hurt your feelings and your paycheck
Got a feeling you won't make it (bye!)

[Hook]
Oops, I didn't know you was a wegula
Oops, my bad, I didn't know you was a wegula
Oops, my bad, I didn't know you was a wegula
Oh, you's a wegula
Oh, you's a wegula
Oops, I didn't know you was a wegula
Oops, my bad, I didn't know you was a wegula
Oops, my bad, I didn't know you was a wegula
Oh, you's a wegula
Oh, you's a wegula