Naya Rivera Tells Justin Bieber: 'You Look Like A Douchebag'

Glee star doesn't hold back with second controversy in a week...

Saturday, January 17, 2015 - 10:13

Naya Rivera is rapidly becoming the Katie Hopkins of the USA after angering a second massive section of the population in just one week.

First the Glee star caused a Twitterstorm by claiming on TV that having a shower every day "is a white people thing".

And now she's risked the wrath of Beliebers worldwide after calling their idol Justin Bieber a "douchebag".

Speaking as a regular host on The View, she addressed the recent bare-chested selfie in which he showed off his "bulge" wrapped in a towel.

She said: "I care less about the Photoshopping than I do about the shirtless selfie.

"It's annoying. You look like a douchebag. Girls don't want to date guys that are constantly in a mirror. Like, stop. Go fix something in the house. That's hotter."

And co-host Nicolle Wallace added: "Listen, I went over this yesterday. I think he's a tool. I don't think he can fix anything in the house, and I think he spends way too much — he probably has that camera that lets you take your own selfie."

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Perhaps referencing her own comments from earlier in the week, Rivera then added: "Obviously he showers a lot because he had the towel around his waist. He just got out of the shower."

Bieber had shared the snap after seemingly feeling stung by comments that his junk had been digitally enhanced in a recent Calvin Klein advert.

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Don't do it to me
Don't do it to me
Oh no no, oh no no
Don't do it to me
Don't do it to me
Oh no no, oh no no

Focused, I'm focused
She got a body like that
I ain't never seen nothing like that
Like a fantasy in front of me
I think that something special is going down
That's right I think she foreign
Think she foreign, got passports
Mi amor started slow, got faster
She gon' work some more, work some more
No stopping her now, no stopping her now

Then she started dancing, sexual romancing
Nasty but she fancy, lipstick on my satin sheets
What's your nationality? I wonder if there's more of you
She's got my attention, she's confident

Oh no no, oh no no
She's confident
Oh no no, oh no no
And I'm down with it
Oh no no, oh no no
She's confident
You could tell by the way she walks in the room

She said it's her first time
I think she might have lied
Feels so good damn, and I don't know why
I'm addicted, something like an addict
Got me twisted, but still I gotta have it
Explosive, explosive (I could still smell her perfume)
It's not hard to notice, that I'm open
Hypnotized by the way she moves

Then she started dancing, sexual romancing
Nasty but she fancy, lipstick on my satin sheets
What's your nationality? I wonder if there's more of you
She's got my attention, she's confident

Oh no no, oh no no
She's confident
Oh no no, oh no no
And I'm down with it
Oh no no, oh no no
She's confident
You could tell by the way she walks in the room

She said it's her first time
I think she might have lied
Feels so good damn, and I don't know why
I'm addicted, something like a headache
Got me twisted, but still I gotta have it (Chance, the Rapper?)

Tattoos, piercings and she just learned to twerk
She ain't gotta heart or a ass, just her brains, gotta ask cause her ass on a learning curve
And she love to earn the verb, I mean burn the word
That's only legal with a doctors note
Real deep pockets like a doctors clothes
Stay fitted like Diddy, hair back tryna rock the boat
She the first mate wanna rock the boat
She never forget to ride like a bicycle
She like planes, trains, chains with icicles
It goes her, blank, blank, and rock & roll
She say "I know, honey bunny that's a funny thing"
Watch her twerk for a goodfella
She money dance with the money team
IGH!

Oh no no, oh no no
She's confident
Oh no no, oh no no
And I'm down with it
Oh no no, oh no no
She's confident
You could tell by the way she walks in the room

She said it's her first time
I think she might have lied
Feels so good damn, and I don't know why
I'm addicted, something like a headache
Got me twisted, but still I gotta have it

Still I gotta have it
Still I gotta have it
Still I gotta have it
Oh no no, oh no no
Oh no no, oh no no
Oh no no, oh no no
Oh no no, oh no no
But still I gotta have it

Writer(s): Chancelor Johnathan Bennett, Maurice N. Simmonds, Justin Bieber, Kenneth Charles Coby Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com