Mama said get your ass out of bed
I said hell to the no
Said wash your grandma's nasty hair
I said hell to the no

They tried to take away my tots
I said hell to the no
Yeah, 'cause I'm the one that calls the shots
And I say hell to the no

Try to make me change my weave
Well, I got something up my sleeve
It's a whole lotta

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh
Hell to the no no, no no, no no, no no
I said
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh
Hell to the no no, no no, no no, no no

I'm not trying to diva out
But this shows gotta stop, so shout

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh
Hell to the no no, no no, no no, no no

Tell me I should eat my Wheaties, you know what
Hell to the no (hell to the no)
Tell me I'll come down with diabetes
Hell to the no (hell to the no)

Try to make me change my eats
But baby that just isn't me
I'm a whole lot of

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh
Hell to the no no, no no, no no, no no
I said
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh
Hell to the no no, no no, no no, no no

I'm not trying to diva out
But this shows gotta stop, so shout

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh
Hell to the no no, no no, no no, no no

Take me, you can leave me but I won't ever change
If you don't like the rules don't play my game
Time for me to me to get R-E-S-P-E-C-T
But if I don't, it's all in me

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh
Hell to the no no, no no, no no, no no
I said
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh
Hell to the no no, no no, no no, no no

Trying to diva out
But this shows gotta stop, so shout

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh
Hell to the no no, no no, no no, no no

I said, I'm not trying to diva out
But this shows gotta stop, so shout

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh
Hell to the no no, no no, no no, no no

Aw, hell to the no

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Writer(s): Adam Anders, Ian Brennan