the dark side to females


Hip huggers gucci louis pradda
Braggin about how much she a rida
Fake nails fake hair fake purse
She chooses the career choice of an
Assistant nurse
Goes to the club every weekend
partys hard with her friends
Gotta a man at home but gets another man digits
She even had the audacity to let the nigga hit it
She has more than 4 kids who always looks nice
The problem is they run the streets day and night
Neglected by a mother who really doesnt care
Shes so wrapped in glamour loving her kids is rare
This is the same girl that talks about others

Mmm look at the hoe you know she on welfare
takin up my taxes
Getting tca and food stamps
that bitch is ratchet
That couldn't be me im all about that dough
She need to step her game up dusty ass hoe

Not knowing that girl brought herself up from nothing
Her morals and values keeps her from slutting
She isnt doing all she wants to do
But she isnt going to stop trying because of you

So watch how you treat people because
you came up a bit
Your flame can go out just as fast as its lit
tell me what would you do if you handed the dr a tool
You look up and shes the dr you're handing it to

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