Lyrics

I'm not looking forward to your summer wedding We both know you've got a racist uncle or two They're gonna try to talk to me, say I'm the cutest black girl they've ever seen But maybe not if I look like I'll punch them in the face So I'm working I'm working out I'm getting buff for the summer So I'm working I'm working out I'm getting buff for the summer Get buff for the summer Punch your bridesmaid and your mother Get buff for the summer Punch your bridesmaid and your mother You picked out your flowers while I did 7,000 push-ups And I was lifting weights while you sampled your cake Choose your ugly bridesmaids' dresses while I knock out all these bench presses And let your uncle stare cause he wouldn't dare ask for a piece of me Cause I'm working I'm working out I'm getting buff for the summer Cause I'm working I'm working out I'm getting buff for the summer Get buff for the summer Punch your bridesmaid and your mother Get buff for the summer Punch your bridesmaid and your mother Take some time to think about it Do you really need to speak to me? You're gonna be that guy who got punched at the reception All these guests are gonna remember it for years Take some time to think about it Do you really need to speak to me? You're gonna be that guy who got punched at the reception I can almost feel the secondhand embarrassment