The Cast of Canada’s Drag Race, Canada Vs The World - Tongue Pop

{Chorus: Kennedy Davenport}
Tongue, tongue!
Tongue (Pop)
Why you mad? Mad? Think that I won’t clap back, back?
Tongue, tongue!
Tongue (Pop)
Haters go tuck off, or you’re gonna make my tongue, pop!
(Girl if somebody didn’t like me, I wouldn’t even know it)

{Verse 1: Kennedy Davenport}
I’m the girl you hate, ‘cause I give you no attention
With my head held high, I rise like hypertension
I be focused, you know this
Don’t come my way, ‘cause you bogus
Hocus pocus, I be ready to read
Be gone little boy, ‘cause you’re out of my league
Don’t bite me, gеt like me
Don’t hate mе, congratulate me
Don’t faze me, I’m the girl everybody pays to see

{Verse 2: Cheryl}
Pop and pout and kiss ya teeth
Call me a cow, ‘cause I’ve got beef
The Hole may be gone, but Cheryl is back
Flew across the pond, to come attack
Like Matilda, you’re reading, but clearly you’re not seeing
“The Mediocre”is no more
While you stay here, I’m on a world tour
More lipsticks than a makeup store
Showing you one by one the door
You’ll be screaming, “she’s a whore!”
It’s okay, there’s always season four

{Chorus: Cheryl}
Tongue, tongue!
Tongue (Pop)
Why you mad? Mad? Think that I won’t clap back, back?
Tongue, tongue!
Tongue (Pop)
Haters go tuck off, or you’re gonna make my tongue, pop!
(Grab your library card… you’ve been read)

{Verse 3: Lemon}
Literally stoned from my head to feet
I got the track on a plate and I eat the beat
You know I ain’t got beef ‘cause I don’t eat meat
But still I never let a fake bitch fuck with me
I said “Just walked in, they already shook”
Lemon got them on they ‘tippies, like Lynn Hytes, Brooke
Playing chess on the queen and you’re only a rook
Rapstress never miss, and I’m serving a look
New year, but I’m still the same bitch
New fit, but you know I’m still rich
New faux fur, new real drip
Still ain’t find a pussy pop it quite like this!

{Chorus: Lemon}
Tongue, tongue!
Tongue (Pop)
Why you mad? Mad? Think that I won’t clap back, back?
Tongue, tongue!
Tongue (Pop)
Haters go tuck off, or you’re gonna make my tongue, pop!
(Pucker up, motherfuckers)